Meanwhile.
Ye Chen had turned into a barely visible afterimage, darting swiftly through the streets and alleys of Jiangnan City.
"Anna! Hold on! You have to wait for me!"
"Jiang Che! You beast! If you dare lay a finger on Anna, I'll tear you to pieces and grind your bones to dust!!"
Ye Chen was frantic with worry, his eyes bloodshot.
Every passing second was torture, like being cut by a thousand blades.
Jiang Che's evil grin kept surfacing in his mind, along with the possibility that Joanna was suffering at his "poisonous hands." It felt as though a giant hand had clenched around his heart, squeezing so tightly that he could barely breathe!
I have to make it! I have to make it!
On the only route Ye Chen had to take to Qingyun Small Building, atop a high-rise that was under construction.
Qiang Zi, Big Monkey, Lu Ergou, and a group of trusted lackeys had long been waiting in formation.
Beside them stood dozens of large plastic barrels, each half the height of a person, neatly arranged in rows.
Their lids were open, and they were filled with specially made golden, yellowish oil-wheat bread sauce.
Qiang Zi held a pair of high-powered binoculars and stared fixedly at the distant street.
When he spotted the tiny black speck approaching at ghostlike speed, a sinister, wickedly amused smile curled across his lips.
"Hehe, he's here! That dumbass really came!"
Half an hour earlier, they had received orders from their Young Master: set an ambush along this mandatory route, spare no effort to thoroughly disgust Ye Chen, and delay him for as long as possible.
To complete the Young Master's assignment, Qiang Zi had gone to great lengths to gather dozens of barrels of "golden oil-wheat bread" in different flavors and