Zhong Baitao was still uneasy, pacing back and forth by Zhong Qing's bedside: "But what if that guy teams up with Zhao Junkai and botches things up at the crucial moment? He's very cunning. I'm worried!"
Zhong Qing shook his head, saying: "No, big brother, don't worry, Jiang Guangrong will never show up. I don't think he's in Yanghe right now!"
"Really?" Zhong Baitao looked at Zhong Qing suspiciously, "Brother, I feel like you know something..."
A trace of panic flashed in Zhong Qing's eyes, but he quickly calmed down: "Brother, you're overthinking it. How would I know? If you think about it, Jiang Guangrong is now the Xingwu Gang's most wanted criminal. Would he dare stay in Yanghe? It must have been a long time ago!"
Zhong Baitao breathed a sigh of relief: "Seems like that's the case..."
"So, brother, what you should do now is to set up an ambush, call everyone who can speak, so you can stabilize the situation. You understand?"
