Wang Shengyuan checked the time. It was already midnight, so he had no choice but to calm himself and wait until tomorrow./pgt;
That night, he sat there blankly for the whole night, listening to the sound of the thunderstorm outside, his mind filled with wild, chaotic thoughts./pgt;
It was only when he heard voices coming from the residential compound outside his window that he suddenly awakened. He pulled open the curtains and discovered that the sky was already bright and the rain had stopped./pgt;
Without even bothering to wash up, he hurried out the door, only to realize that he had no idea where Chief Chen lived./pgt;
Three years ago, he had only been a Great Martial Artist—not even a Martial Master. Someone of Chief Chen's stature had been completely beyond his reach./pgt;
He rode his bicycle swiftly toward the district government office./pgt;
Fortunately, his status as a Great Martial Artist was sufficient. He soon got to meet the District Chief./pgt;
"Advisor Wang, what do you need Chief Advisor Chen for?" the District Chief asked awkwardly./pgt;
Chief Chen's address could not be considered a secret, but it still could not be revealed casually./pgt;
"I have something extremely urgent to ask him about!" Wang Shengyuan said solemnly./pgt;
The District Chief's expression changed slightly at that. "Advisor Wang, can you tell me what it is?"/pgt;
Wang Shengyuan wavered, then shook his head. This matter was simply too bizarre. His status and words carried little weight, and there was no telling whether the other party would believe him. Besides, what difference would it make even if he told them? He could not change humanity's fate of falling anyway./pgt;
The most important thing now was to find the God of Martial Arts, Chief Chen, first./pgt;
"This concerns Chief Chen's safety. I must see him