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"Well, Jiang Chen, I didn't expect you to be so impressive. How about we finish eating and leave? I feel like it's not safe to stay here for too long. Once we get back to Tianfu City, we won't have to worry even if they come looking for us. But here, after all, is their territory," Xiong Sumei said nervously.
Although Xiong Sumei usually presented herself as a cold and aloof rich girl, she was still an ordinary person. It was natural for her to feel anxious when faced with situations beyond her understanding.
"I just booked the presidential suite. If we don't stay the night, wouldn't that be a waste? Miss Xiong, don't worry; they don't have the guts to come after me," Jiang Chen replied with a smile, exuding confidence.
"Are you really sure it's safe? I'm still quite worried. That Boss Jin doesn't seem like a good person," Xiong Sumei said, still feeling uneasy.
"Actually, I'm not exactly a good person either. Now, let's eat; stop overthinking it. We need you to drive tomorrow, so you should eat well tonight and recharge your energy," Jiang Chen said with a laugh, his joking tone easing Xiong Sumei's tension.
After staring at Jiang Chen for a moment and seeing no trace of worry in his eyes, Xiong Sumei's anxiety began to dissipate.
After leaving the hotel, Jin Shengkai first went to the hospital to get his ear bandaged before starting to call his powerful backer.
Jin Shengkai's backer was Zhao Weiqian, the Underground Boss of Southwest Province.
More than two years ago, the Underground Boss of Southwest Province was Feng Laowu, but he died at Jiang Chen's hands. Following that, the underground world in Southwest Province fell into chaos as various factions vied for the position of Underground Leader.
Zhao Weiqian was one of them. He was clever enough to gain the support of Xiao Junyong, the Central China Underground Leader.
Xiao Junyong was more than willing to support Zhao Weiqian's rise. Over the past two years, Zhao Weiqian had solidified his position as the top figure in the Southwest Province's underground world, even surpassing Feng Laowu in scale.
That night, Zhao Weiqian was at Xiao Junyong's residence in Jiang City, chatting and paying his respects.
After dinner, Xiao Junyong and Zhao Weiqian sat together drinking tea. Xiao Junyong continued with his usual advice: Zhao Weiqian should keep a low profile and avoid offending anyone carelessly; Feng Laowu was a cautionary tale.
"Brother Xiao, who exactly is Mr. Jiang? You seem to be very secretive about him," Zhao Weiqian asked curiously.
"Ah, I really don't know and wouldn't dare to inquire further. He's not even human; his strength is simply unfathomable. When you meet him in the future, make sure you don't offend him—offending Mr. Jiang means certain death. Feng Laowu is a living example; I assume you don't want to end up like him?" Even after two years, mentioning Jiang Chen still made Xiao Junyong feel fearful and apprehensive.
"Brother Xiao, rest assured; even if I had a thousand times more courage, I wouldn't dare offend Mr. Jiang. However, it seems like I haven't heard any news about him for over two years?" Zhao Weiqian said seriously. Although he had never met Jiang Chen, he had long heard of his reputation and had been repeatedly warned by Xiao Junyong about this unseen Mr. Jiang. Now he had become a nightmare in Zhao Weiqian's mind; just hearing about any young man with the surname Jiang made his heart race.
"Yes, it's been over two years since we've heard anything about Mr. Jiang; it's as if he vanished into thin air. To be honest, I hope we don't hear from him again—his existence is simply a nightmare for people like us. If we're not careful, we might offend him again. My business in Central China has been affected these past two years; my profits haven't even matched what I used to make in six months," Xiao Junyong lamented, still haunted by fear from his encounters with Jiang Chen.
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