"Why not?" Han Ying was stunned.
"Zhao Qianhe is an extremely sinister crook. If he's playing any tricks, it won't be easy for you to deal with him."
"Then, why don't you just not go?" Han Ying asked.
"Are you still worried about my strength?" Wang Chen said confidently. "Even if ten times of his men came over, they wouldn't be my match."
"That's true." Han Ying's eyes revealed a faint gloominess.
Wang Chen's strength had grown too quickly. Although she desperately wanted to catch up with Wang Chen, she was still far from him.
Now, she felt that she was a burden.
Wang Chen did not notice this and only said, "We'll rest at the station today. Be good and wait for me to come back."
After saying that, he rode the Throne Angel and headed towards the factory where the Thousand Rivers Guild was located.
