Luo Chen responded respectfully, "Yes, I will remember. Thank you, sir, for your great kindness today." His heart was filled with gratitude; he felt honored by Li Qing's recognition and assistance.
Li Qing waved his hand, with a broad smile, placed his hands behind his back, and slowly walked out of the crowd. His silhouette looked particularly tall and majestic in the glow of the sunset.
Watching Li Qing's distant figure, Carefree Meng Lan couldn't help but become curious about Luo Chen's identity. Why did this young boy from the Jama Empire earn such admiration from Master Li Qing? Is there truly a mysterious power lurking behind him?
Carefree Meng Lan recalled the scene she saw from a corner that night, and she couldn't help but glance at Thunderstorm. This cold and mysterious man seemed to share some special connection with Luo Chen. Her curiosity grew even stronger, and she was filled with a desire to understand Luo Chen's identity and background.
