C295 Traitor

Zhuang Chen obviously couldn't just swagger around with this hot potato in front of him.

He could only temporarily store it in the Pocket Space.

"It seems like the story behind this involves a lot of people. I still need to slowly pull out the silk cocoon."

Zhuang Chen took a deep breath and stretched his muscles. He walked to the window and pulled the curtains open.

"Bang, bang, bang..