Tang Chuchu did not sleep a wink last night. Xu Qing stayed by her side the entire time. Once day broke, she kept calling Jiang Chen, but his phone remained powered off; no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't get through.
"It's already 10 o'clock, why isn't he back yet?" Tang Chuchu paced the room anxiously.
"Chuchu, don't worry, Brother Jiang will be fine." Xu Qing felt an inexplicable faith in Jiang Chen. He was the Black Dragon, a Martial Arts Grandmaster among twenty-eight nations—a man whom an army of a hundred thousand could not overcome. What could a few puny assassins possibly do to him?
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