By the time Chen Mo woke up, he found himself tied up.
This was a pitch-dark room, and he realized he had been attacked, though it seemed the attacker hadn't landed a hit on him. How then had he fallen? There was also no feeling of an assault on his body.
It must have been the effect of a drug, but who would wish him harm?
After much consideration, Chen Mo couldn't recall any conflicts he'd had in Haido City. Could it be those two thugs?
Or was it... that Brother Wang?
But why would they attack without a word, not even a harsh threat? The least they could do was explain the reason—what had he done to offend them, what was the cause of all this? Chen Mo was completely in the dark, dealing with the silent but deadly type.
He shifted his body a bit; his hands and feet were bound, he was still alive—would that mean he'd soon meet his captor?
Then someone opened the door and glanced at him, "Oh, you're awake? That was quick."
"Who are you, and why am I here?"
