The police officers didn't pay any attention to the old man. Maybe he was just a gatekeeper, or perhaps some leader's acquaintance placed here to idle away his days.
In any case, the old man's attire fit perfectly with the surroundings, not clashing with anything. He looked entirely normal.
Xiao Xuan also took note of the old man but didn't see anything unusual about him.
"You're hiding pretty damn well, aren't you?" Just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the old man.
The old man stood there motionless, as if he hadn't heard it.
"Stop pretending. I know you're with the Falcon Organization." The voice rang out again.
The person speaking was Xiang Yu. He stood firmly, his expression resolute, clearly convinced that the man before him was part of the Falcon Organization.
However, the old man's neck bore no sign of the Falcon Organization's emblem.
Seeing the old man still unmoving, Xiang Yu drew a dagger and stabbed toward the old man's back.
