"There's no reason why, I'm just doing this for your own good. If they see you here, they definitely won't let you go," the young man said coldly.
"Alright, I'll go back first then," Du Kang sighed silently. He and the young man in front of him had a friendship that no one else knew about. The last time he had warned Ling Chen, it was because he had gotten some information from this young man.
It's been so long, and there's been no news from Ling Chen. Could something have really happened to him?
...
Another week went by.
This day, Tong Zhentian, the President of the Martial Arts Association, came alone to the association. Today was going to be a grand event in the Martial Arts circle. The Martial Arts Association would be completing its restructuring, and all the candidates would be selected.
As the President, Tong Zhentian naturally was the one responsible for hosting this event.
