Hai Jingtian followed Qiandu Xiang.
With a smile, Qiandu Xiang asked, "Do you believe what that guy said?"
"It seems irrelevant now. He's no longer of any use. Even if he was telling the truth, the fact would eventually be uncovered, and who knows whether the news that spreads is true or false," Hai Jingtian replied.
"Exactly, that's what they call making use of trash," Qiandu Xiang said as he walked further away.
"Maybe it could work out."
"That depends on whether fate really wants to give us a chance," Qiandu Xiang said. It took him more than two hours to devise such a good plan.
Duan Chenfeng left, seething with the desire to curse. How could he have followed Qiandu Xiang and left his family back on Sacred Spirit Island? He guessed Qiandu Xiang must've had his wife and two sons taken hostage.
After all he had done for him during this period, this was how he was repaid. Could this be karma? He couldn't think of a better explanation than that.
