The mountain rain is about to come, and a good show is about to unfold.
These years, Diannan has been calm like a pool of dead water. It's time for someone to stir things up.
This young man moves with confidence. Maybe he really has a chance to contend with Cheng Baiye.
Even if he ends up battered and bruised, at least he'd earn some glory in defeat, right?
Everyone is watching Xu Fan now, their eyes full of anticipation.
Waiting for him to bring them an exciting show.
"He's here!"
"Third Master Cheng has arrived."
Finally, before the tea turned cold, a Range Rover slowly drove into the market, not far from the entrance.
The plates, composed entirely of the number 8, let everyone instantly recognize the car's owner.
None other than Cheng Baiye.
The Range Rover entered the market and slowly stopped. The doors opened, and several bodyguards jumped out of the car.
Following them, a man in his thirties, wearing linen clothes and sunglasses, stepped out of the car.
