Inside Zhao Qianjun's tent, the two sat facing each other, drinking.
Setting down his wine cup, Chu Tianxing frowned slightly. "For some reason, I feel uneasy."
"What is there for you to be uneasy about, Young Master? Jiang Changkong is bound to die now. No one will see the special Star Demon, and no one knows about the relationship between us."
Zhao Qianjun smiled.
The special Star Demon had a tracker and an identifier installed on it.
Once people learned that it had been presented to the Chu Family, his identity would be exposed.
Coupled with the recent arms matter, if someone investigated carefully, they might very well dig him up.
When that happened, not only he, but the Chu Family would be in serious trouble as well.
Chu Tianxing pondered for a moment. Feeling that his arrangements were foolproof, he finally set his mind at ease.
"Commander, Chu Consecrator, Consecrator Jiang requests an audience with you both." A personal guard entered and spoke respectfully.
"Consecrator Jiang?"
The two men stiffened. Zhao Qianjun's lips twitched. "Jiang Changkong?"
Wasn't he supposed to be dead?
Why had he appeared here?
The personal guard lowered his head and said nothing, merely standing there respectfully.
"Let's take a look." Chu Tianxing rose to his feet and headed outside first.
Zhao Qianjun hurried after him. Since Jiang Changkong was not dead, why had he come here?
He had rejected last night's invitation.
The moment the two stepped out of the tent, two heads came rolling over, spinning round and round before stopping right at their feet.
When they saw the two heads, both men's expressions changed drastically. These were the two men they had sent out!
Jiang Changkong stood upright and spoke with a smile.
"Commander, Chu Consecrator, a small token of my regard. Please