"Alright," Bai Hong nodded.
In fact, if Chu Yang had not had a gun, he could have wiped out the power Chu Yang held in M City with a knife. His combat power was not on the same level as normal people.
He had only lost twice in his life. Once, in a surprise attack by Chu Ning, and another, when Chu Yang had pointed a gun at his head...
It was late at night.
However, Yan Shen had yet to enter a state of rest. Ever since he found out about his health problems, he had started to reduce his sleep intake every day. Yan Shen did not want to waste his time on sleeping.
Yan Shen started to have the habit of keeping a diary.
He prepared a notebook for himself. In the dead of night, he sat at a table, flipped open the cover page, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote down his true feelings.
