Chapter 644 Death of Nightshade
- Lewis Snow was so tired. Bone-deep tired.
- But he had never slept this well. Since coming back, this was his first truly peaceful sleep. In his dreams, there was no scheming, no fighting, no smoke-wreathed battlefield.
- The next second, Lewis snapped his eyes open. A bright, spacious room swam into view, and two female assassins—Momo and Lily—were sprawled by his bed.