Fluke Hotel.
When Jiang Chen returned, the hundred-member Knights of the Round Table had already left. He called Xuan Long and the others back, and everyone drove towards the outskirts of Longjiang City.
In the dense forest beside the mountain road north of Longjiang, six men were quietly hiding behind the trees, watching the mountain road.
"Chief Judge Xi'er, is Jiang Chen really reliable?" Fa'er hesitated for a long time before asking softly.
Xi'er's eyes flashed with an unusual light, "Do you think the Flame Dragon Group deserves trust?"
"The Flame Dragon Group?!" The others exclaimed in surprise.
With a look of astonishment, Fa'er said, "Chief Judge Xi'er, is Jiang Chen..."
"He is the chief instructor of the Dragon Tooth Special Combat Team of the Flame Dragon, a person of great interest to the Flame Dragon. For him, Flame Dragon nearly broke with our Holy Court. If he isn't trustworthy, would Flame Dragon pay such attention to him?" Chief Judge Xi'er spoke softly.
