Meeting Xiang Wu's inquiring gaze, Wang Chen was first taken aback, then he offered a bitter smile and said, "Actually, I'm not as brave as you think. Most of my composure is just a front."
Hearing this, Xiang Wu furrowed his brows. Wang Chen, from beginning to end, had indeed shown fear and nervousness, but compared to Zhang Hu and that beautiful woman's terror, he seemed much better off.
Xiang Wu asked himself, with Wang Chen being at least nearly twenty years younger than him, even he, before embarking on this point of no return, could not have behaved like Wang Chen in the same situation.
Therefore, he was puzzled about how big of a heart Wang Chen must have to be able to pretend to be so calm and collected!
Soon after, he pressed on with his question, "I'm quite curious, what have you been through at such a young age to be able to fake such composure?"
The corner of Wang Chen's lips twitched, "I've just recently graduated from the Medical College in the city."
