Only slightly lowered her head, holding a vase of flowers in her hand. This flower seemed unremarkable at first glance, but those who knew their stuff would recognize it as the internationally renowned "Drunken Orchid," something that even wealthy individuals struggled to obtain. Now, it was casually placed aside by her, seemingly indifferent.,Their self-sufficiency is also unfathomable. They have been in this line of work since they were young, killing countless people. Here, they felt the information from their kind, or rather, they were hunters, but the hunted.,Just then, footsteps outside the door slowly approached, accompanied by low murmurs. Zhou Yi could tell that they were just two ordinary people, with no trace of cultivation. He guessed that the person he was waiting for had arrived; they were indeed punctual.。