However, there was no one at the hotel entrance, and it was unclear who dealt the deadly blow. "Ling Chen, this..." Looking at the hotel manager lying in a pool of blood, Nanrong Wanqing's face turned pale, and her voice started to tremble.
Ling Chen squinted, his expression grave, staring intently outside the door. The opponent used throwing knives, indicating that the assassin was definitely someone from the martial arts world. However, this wasn't Ling Chen's biggest concern. Su He, Qin Chuan... Could it be they've come knocking?
Thinking of this, Ling Chen hesitated slightly before grabbing Nanrong Wanqing's hand and rushing out of the hotel. As soon as they exited the hotel, Ling Chen glanced around, watching their surroundings vigilantly to prevent anyone from ambushing them. Safe! After quickly analyzing the situation, Ling Chen didn't pause and immediately led Nanrong Wanqing to where they parked the car.
