“Zhong Wuyan!” cried Meng Qi and Tang Wan-er.

She was Zhong Wuyan? Long Chen couldn’t help being startled. How could there be something this coincidental?

“You are Long Chen?” Zhong Wuyan icily looked at Long Chen and then shook her head. “Truly two flowers stuck in manure.”

“At least it’s better than being stuck nowhere,” raged Long Chen. What mental illness did this woman have? It wasn’t as if he had provoked her.

Zhong Wuyan merely snorted and entered to sign in.

“What happened, Long Chen? Why would you fight here?” asked Meng Qi.

“Only a ghost would know. My guess is that she didn’t take her medicine before leaving the house, or perhaps she took the wrong medicine. Just wait here while I get my seal,” said Long Chen.

“I think we should go with you. With your temperament, when you run into Zhao Wuji, if he doesn’t attack you first, you’ll probably be the one to attack him.” Meng Qi shook her head. If they really let Long Chen go alone, then in his furious state, if Zhao Wuji provoked him even slightly, he might explode. Meng Qi really understood Long Chen the best. It was better to be safe.

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