C255 Wan Qingfei, Holy Maiden or Demoness?

The next morning, Lee Yun rose early, ready to check in at the company.

Stepping out of the hotel, a middle-aged man halted him in his tracks.

"Are you Lee Yun?" he demanded with an air of arrogance.

Lee Yun's brow creased slightly, sensing the man's ill intent.

"Yes, and you are?"

"My identity isn't the issue. You need to come with me," the man insisted.

Lee Yun offered a thin smile