BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
The crisp sound of a horn echoed from outside the villa where Wen Yu stayed.
The soundproofing of the villa was excellent, but Wen Yu's hearing was exceptional. Even though human hearing tends to filter out certain unwanted sounds automatically, it could not ignore the car honking incessantly for almost three minutes.
It was already 7 o'clock in the morning, and Wen Yu had to admit that he had a good night's rest.
Perhaps it was due to the exhaustion from a full day of travel.
Rubbing his face lightly, Wen Yu got up, picked up Cyclops, and headed to the bathroom.
After quickly freshening up, he left the villa, clad in a black trench coat.
At the gate, Kuangliu had been waiting for nearly 30 minutes.
The military headquarters was in the heart of the inner city zone, and it was less than a 10-minute drive from where Wen Yu lived.
Looking at the building in front of him, Wen Yu smacked his lips.
