Chen Tang was asking Basong, but in such a situation, Basong really didn't have any reason to refuse.
"Alright! Whatever I can tell, I will definitely tell the truth!" Basong's eyes burned with determination as he glanced at Chen Tang.
After Basong was seriously injured yesterday, he was sent home by Bai Feiyu's men and did not take part in the events that followed. However, Basong, though tall, was not dumb.
From the bits and pieces Chen Tang had let slip, Basong had already deduced.
The project in the Southern City's Slum Area must have already been snagged by Bai Feiyu. Therefore, if they were to deal with the Martial Slave, it would likely require Chen Tang to take action.
Basong had fought with all his might against the Martial Slave and was not his match. And since Chen Tang was now standing here unharmed, it meant that Chen Tang himself was definitely not to be underestimated.
The Direct Descendant Third Young Master of the Chen Family was no coward.