was still alive. This was important news.Zhao Wujī walked back, and Fan Jiāng didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Chen Píng like a vulture, as..."Chen Ping"immediately."Song Qingping nodded.“That’s really strange!” Chen Ping looked at it carefully again, even touching it with his hand, but he didn’t find anything special."Won't you conflict with the Zhen...