All of Chen Meng'er's important matters were related to the person who had hired a sniper to kill Yuwen Jing.
She would find out. If Yuwen Jing didn't have time to deal with him, she would personally deal with that person.
Chen Meng'er walked out of the room with a bowl of medicine in her hand. The moment she opened the door, Allen staggered and fell into the room. Fortunately, Chen Meng'er was quick enough to dodge and avoid the fate of being pounced on by Allen. However, Allen did not end up well. He was not prepared and fell on all fours.
If Allen's subordinates saw Allen's miserable state, they did not know if they would still be afraid of him.
Baro could not bear to look at Allen's miserable state. He had advised him not to do such a stupid thing, but he had not listened.
"Allen, I think only the Sahara is suitable for you," Yuwen Jing's gloomy voice came from the room.
