章 545: Letter

Following Shang Jianyao's gaze, Jiang Baimian saw Du Heng—who was wearing a black robe—sitting in an alley. His back was leaning against the electric pole that had spiderwebs over it, and his head was slightly tilted back as if he was sleeping. He looked very pleased.

At this moment, the sun had already set below the horizon, and darkness had enveloped the world. If not for Shang Jianyao's sharp eyes and the few lights in the houses on both sides, Jiang Baimian most likely would've missed out on Du Heng—whose clothes were almost blending with the night.

Upon hearing the name of the big shot that could scare away even Xiaochong, Bai Chen stepped on the brakes and made the jeep slide to a rolling stop by the roadside.

Shang Jianyao pushed open the door, walked over, and sat beside Du Heng.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Baimian hesitated for a moment before following him. She mimicked Shang Jianyao and sat beside him.