It was night, and the crescent moon was as curved as a blade.
There was autumn coolness in the October night.
Several cars were speeding out of Lingzhou City's Martial Arts Department (MAD) under the night.
Duan Tianhe, Cheng Dongfeng, and Ji Dongxiu were all sitting in the same car, and it was rather silent inside.
Cheng Dongfeng only breathed a long sigh when the car left Lingzhou City, saying, "I'm so adorably foolish that I would be worried of the anomaly that is Jiang He… That said, did that kid really do in the Sentinel of the Right and the Senior Elder of the Sky Demon Cult?"
Duan Tianhe said nothing.
Beside them, Ji Dongxu could not help asking, "Chief Duan, what is the story with this Jiang He?"
He was very curious.
