Ling Chen felt a bit helpless. He understood Xu Ming's point: because of him, the Eight Oddities had all become criminals. Of course, Xu Ming's words were not meant to blame Ling Chen or accuse him of implicating everyone, but rather to hope that he had a plan to deal with the current situation.
Ling Chen thought for a moment and asked, "Big brother, where is this place?"
"Martial Arts Academy," Qiu Yong replied. "It was opened by an old friend of mine, and it's been closed for many years, unused and abandoned here. I've thought it over, and this place is quite secluded, with few residents, making it a suitable hideout. Until you figure out our next move, we can stay here for a while."
"That works." Ling Chen nodded. For now, this was the only option.
...
"What did you say?"
In the office of the Lonely Wolf's headquarters, Qiao Zhen abruptly stood up from his chair, looking incredulously at Pang Jiulin. Frowning, he asked, "Are you sure this information is true?"
