Song Henian was really curious.
In his impression, Wang Chao did have some skills, but not to the extent of being so exaggerated.
However, after Wang Chao returned to the country, he showed many remarkable abilities, and the scars on his body were filled with stories.
Obviously, Wang Chao's experiences over the years were extraordinary.
"Brother Nian."
Wang Chao looked at Song Henian seriously and said, "This matter is complicated. I can only tell you that everything I do is for justice! But the less you know about my work and identity, the better."
"It's best that you don't know anything at all."
Song Henian frowned slightly, but didn't ask further.
"So mysterious? Young man, are you role-playing while drunk?" The driver laughed when he heard Wang Chao's words.
"Hahaha, Big Brother Driver, you're sharp. We're just joking around while drunk," Wang Chao laughed heartily.
