Chen Xing's sighs were difficult to tell if they were genuine or not.
After all, many people deceive even themselves in order to feel at ease.
Fortunately, Chen Xing quickly finished his reflections and looked up at Fu Qian with a determined expression.
"Even so, your words still can't be verified, and I will only fulfill the subsequent agreement with Deng Feizhou."
"That's between you and him; I'm just entrusted to pass the message to you,"
Fu Qian replied with an indifferent tone.
"Very well."
Chen Xing nodded, seemingly very satisfied with Fu Qian's response.
"Try not to come here for the time being, Chen Feizhou will contact you when appropriate."
Fu Qian stood up from his chair and started to walk outside.
"I've delivered the message, and I have my own mission, so I'll take my leave now—Who's there!"
Mid-sentence, Fu Qian abruptly looked toward the direction of the door.
Someone there?
