But so what?
If they wanted to come at him, then so be it.
Just as everyone thought Jiang Zhanlei was about to make his next move, he silently withdrew his gaze.
The next moment, he was gone from where he stood, Jiang Bing's corpse in his arms.
This was getting interesting.
As the saying went, a dog that bit did not bark.
The corner of Chen Wen's mouth curved slightly, but he did not show the panic one might have imagined.
Before long, the people at the scene gradually dispersed.
Seeing this, Chen Wen did not linger either. He turned and walked outside.
At the same time.
Li Yuntian watched Chen Wen's departing back, his eyes narrowing slightly despite himself.
Beside him, Li Yunfan could not help lowering his voice. "Master, what do we do next?"
"Nothing at all," Li Yuntian said leisurely.
"Ah?" Li Yunfan blurted out on instinct.
Li Yuntian spoke again. "He has stepped into the game with his own body. There is no need for us to shove a foot in at a time like this."
"There are far, far too many people who want him dead. We only need to watch."
"Then if he..."
Li Yunfan trailed off at the end, not daring to continue.
Because even he felt that was impossible.
A faint smile rested at the corner of Li Yuntian's mouth. "Everything is under my control."
"Oh, right. Find a time to deliver something to him for me."
"In half a year, he is going to face everyone in the world. As his friend, how could I not offer a little token of goodwill?"
Li Yunfan froze slightly, but still accepted the order. "Understood."
At this moment, he could no longer fathom what Li Yuntian was thinking.
But Li Yuntian's orders—he could