For the first time in a while, Ji Li felt genuinely happy; he hadn’t expected things to go so smoothly.
Lifting his head, he downed the drink in his glass in one gulp.
"Where do you like to do it?"
The server took the glass from his hand and gently placed it on the platform by the bath, "I think the bathtub is nice; it doesn’t easily leave traces."
"I like the bathtub too," Ji Li smiled as he was about to get up.
"Just stay lying like this," the server stretched out a gloved hand to press against his shoulder, "I want you to close your eyes and relax a little."
Ji Li did as he was told.
The server’s other gloved hand stretched over, covering his mouth and nose.
At first, Ji Li thought he was just trying to play a little game, but when he felt difficulty breathing, he suddenly opened his eyes.
In front of him, that handsome face remained as calm as ever, only now there was something more in those eyes that wasn’t there before—murderous intent.
Realizing the danger, Ji Li instinctively tried to struggle, but it was too late.
His strength was no match for the other party; he was quickly pressed into the water of the bathtub, losing the ability to struggle.
After a long while, the server lifted both hands and let go.
Once sure he was completely dead, the server stood up, carefully wiped the water off the edge of the bathtub to ensure no traces were left, then got up, pushed open the guest room door, and quietly closed it behind him.
This server was Cheang Xiao.
Under Leng Zimo, Ah Jiu and Cheang Xiao always had clear roles; such tasks were always completed by him. Having done it countless times before, Cheang Xiao was already thoroughly adept.
Pushing the cart to the outside of the service room, the young Cheang Xiao slipped inside, quickly changed out of his clothes, put on a suit, and calmly walked out the hotel door.

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