Jiang Chen let out a yawn.
He was truly tired, sleepy, and in need of rest.
Without saying much more, he turned and walked toward his car.
"That’s it, let's go. Drive straight to the Black Dragon Mansion," he instructed the driver.
"Yes, Dragon Commander."
The driver started the engine, and under the gaze of many onlookers and the lenses of numerous cameras, the car slowly pulled away toward the Black Dragon Mansion.
News of Jiang Chen’s interview spread instantly.
It was translated into various languages and broadcast across the globe.
Jiangzhong, the Tang family residence.
Tang Chuchu had just woken up. She hadn’t slept well for the past few days.
She had been monitoring the situation in the Southern Wasteland at every moment, praying that a war would not actually break out.
After several days had passed without a battle, the tightly wound tension in her nerves finally began to loosen.
"Sister, look, something huge has happened!"
Just as she stepped out of her room, she heard Tang Song shouting.
For the past few days, she had felt like a hollow shell, losing interest in everything.
She walked over, sat down, and asked listlessly, "What’s going on? Why all the fuss?"
Tang Song exclaimed, "The Alliance of Twenty-Eight Nations has retreated from the Southern Wasteland City! The Black Dragon Army has reclaimed it. Look, this is the latest news report. Look at how handsome Brother-in-law looks in his Black Dragon War Robe!"
Tang Chuchu’s spirits were instantly revived, and she…
Chapter 352