The "Zheng" of Zheng Haoran, the "Shan" of a great philanthropist—it was as if this was the best interpretation of his name.
「Inside the abandoned residence.」
The atmosphere was oppressive, as if shrouded by dark clouds.
"Should we just fight them to the death?" Pang Shengyun ground out, getting to his feet. He scanned the group. "They've obviously gone to get people to capture us! We've crossed someone we shouldn't have this time. If we wait for them to return, they won't let us go!"
Chu Susu shook her head. "There's no need! Xiaoju, Xiaolang, and Brother Ya's leg injuries haven't healed; we can't run far! A person must take responsibility for their own actions. I'm the one who stole the token. If it comes down to it, I'll go with them! I refuse to believe they can just trample all over the law in this world!"
