Chapter 866 Alone
- The name on the sign Zhao Qing was holding wasn’t Michael Shephard, nor the alias Chen Wendao. It was just a random name in characters—a simple passcode for a meetup.
- “Hi, excuse me, are you Ms. Zhao Qing?”
- While Zhao Qing was scanning the crowd, a voice sounded right by her ear. She froze and turned. A man stood next to her, probably a few years older.