Night arrived early. The cold wind tore through the forest, sending chunks of snow flying about the air. The white mass covered the abandoned corpses in the forest.

Arthur finally woke up. He saw a black roof and then a burning fireplace. The little hut was filled with a weird fragrance akin to a woman’s perfume. But there was no bottle in sight, let alone a woman.

He pushed himself up with his hands, wanting to remove himself from the simple wooden bed. But before he could even accomplish that, he crashed back onto the bed. Arthur’s head felt heavy as if he just was woken up to a bad hangover. His response was delayed and his vision was blurry. 

He shook his head hard in an attempt to wake himself up. Despite that, he felt even more sluggish. Although his situation was crappy, it didn’t hinder him from recalling the events that led to this. He could clearly remember that Giovanna had contacted him to begin his plan to capture Xia Lei. But before he could even reach him, Xia Lei’s men were already waiting...