Eugene stood behind He Jing. She knew that something must have happened to Jack and mu Yuan without seeing them. Most of them guessed that mu Yuan's poison had acted up, but it was about time.
Ying Zhen was a young man in his 30S. He was handsome, but his face was sickly pale. He looked like a young master from the South. He was only 1.7 meters tall. He walked slowly, and his face was cold. His lips were bloodless. He looked like he was seriously ill, not like a drug lord at all. He was he Jing's real weapon and shield.
He Jing treated him like a brother and a child. She patted him on the shoulder."It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back!"
Ying Zhen smiled."Yes!"
