In the evening, Liu Yichen locked himself in his room at home. No matter how you look at it, Lao Wu's miserable defeat seemed a bit strange. Back when he was relentlessly pursuing and beating down Chong Shan, the other party didn't have any ability to fight back. How could he have been caught overnight?
Liu Yichen vaguely felt that this was just the prelude to a normal storm. Their real target should be him.
A little after eight in the evening, Zhou Xiaoya called directly, sounding a bit listless: "Brother Yichen, I'm waiting for you at Feise. Hurry up and come."
"I'm not going, you guys have fun," Liu Yichen said weakly. "I'm getting older, I tire easily and need to rest more at home."
"What do you mean getting old? Did you go out with that woman again last night? No wonder you're tired, wearing yourself out like that. I don't care. You gotta come over, or else, hmm hmm."
