After receiving Chen Lao's ominous message, Li Chen wasted no time. He immediately contacted Master Chen Yunlong, informing the old man that Chen Lao had requested their presence. The next day, Li Chen picked up Chen Yunlong from his villa, and they drove directly to Li Yanyan's estate.
In the car, an uneasy silence hung between them until Li Chen finally spoke up. "What do you think that bastard wants from us?"
Chen Yunlong stroked his wispy beard. "He must have insight into the prophecy as well."
Li Chen frowned, keeping his eyes focused on the road ahead. "What prophecy? You already knew about this, but didn't think to tell me?"
The old master sighed deeply. "You may be the Chosen One, but you also have a family - a pregnant wife - to focus on. I didn't want to burden you unnecessarily."
"If I'm going to die, I think I have a right to know," Li Chen countered, his knuckles tightening on the steering wheel.
