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Chen Tong’s fear was understandable. He recalled the incidents back in 2002 as many people were isolated and met their death due to SARS. As things stand at present, many people in China had a deep-rooted fear of infectious diseases, and what happened before was a perfect example as the plagues that occurred in the past killed many people each time they broke out.

“As a grand-disciple of mine, you must have enough courage, Chen Tong. Your Dad is a real man, thus his son must not be a good-for-nothing. Trust me, I’ll guarantee that you’ll be safe.”

Chen Tong hesitated for a moment before he nodded and said, “I believe you since you’re the one who’s saying this, Grand Master. Let’s go, my car is parked outside.”

Tang Xiu nodded with satisfaction. Despite being young, Chen Tong, who seemed to be a year or two younger than him, had such a rare courage. And in particular… he especially trusted him.

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