C60 An unhurried visitor

When Zhou Heng returned home, it was already night. He already did not care about how the matter with Yu Shuai would develop, or whether Bai Lu and the others would call the police.

He laid on his back on the bed, fiddling with the silver coin in his hands. The silver coin was an exquisite item, but after the previous usage, one could see minute cracks on the front of the silver coin