East Sea, the stadium.
"I have one more question." Ghost pressed on, though unwillingly, he had no choice in the matter; Gu Xin was still in Limei's grip. It was more coercion than cooperation. Didn't she say it herself? Ghost had no qualifications or leverage to negotiate with her.
"You may ask."
"I want to know your identity. Who exactly are you? I have to know who you are."
"Well... even if I told you, you wouldn't understand." Limei snorted coldly. Even though Ghost was suffering from amnesia now, there's no telling when he might regain his memory, and to her, identity is as important as life.
"It's windy here, let's find another place to talk properly." Limei snapped her fingers, and suddenly, more than a dozen female assassins popped out from one side. Although their faces couldn't be seen clearly, Ghost could recognize that these were other members of the Rose Band. Who would have thought that this seemingly female band was actually a group of assassins?
