Yao Chen hesitated for a moment but followed him, saying, "I'm not afraid; if I were, I wouldn't have come. I'm just curious about what Leader Su wants to discuss with me."
Su Changxing's hand produced an Ancient Bronze Pendant, flickering with a strange glow, and he said, "Isn't this what you want? We obviously need to talk; since you came to find me, you have this need."
He led Yao Chen to sit in a room on the first floor.
The room was clean, the yellow wooden table reflected the chandelier on the ceiling, and two freshly brewed cups of black tea were set on the table, the steaming aroma of tea soothing the heart and mind.
This feeling wasn't too different from before the Doomsday.
Su Changxing sat down, and Yao Chen followed suit, while Xu Wenfeng stood outside without entering.
"You're not afraid of dying, are you?"
Su Changxing stared at him, speaking grimly.
