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On the streets of the Inner City.
Watching Jiang Ning emerge from the carriage, Xu Yunfeng smiled, "Good, it seems you also don't want to make it difficult for your friend!"
At this moment, Cheng Ran also hurriedly grabbed Jiang Ning's shoulder.
"Brother Jiang, you mustn't!"
He looked into Jiang Ning's eyes, shaking his head repeatedly.
Jiang Ning smiled, "How can my affairs drag down Brother Cheng!"
While speaking, Jiang Ning pried Cheng Ran's fingers apart, then leapt from the carriage and landed on the ground.
At this time, the brightly lit Inner City streets were nearly deserted.
Jiang Ning landed on the ground, his blackwood saber slanted across his waist, his right hand firmly gripping the blackwood hilt, veins bulging.
Such an obvious move naturally caught Xu Yunfeng's attention.
His gaze couldn't help but fall on the saber at Jiang Ning's waist.
