"Thank you for letting me win."
Chen Ming sheathed his sword and did not leave immediately. He sat down at the stone table in the pavilion with Xia Mudan, drank some tea, and asked her, "How is Gang Master Xia doing?"
Worry flashed in Xia Mudan's eyes as she shook her head, "There is still no news."
"Does the Money Gang have any other experts? Can you get them to support you?"
"The Money Gang originally had three elders, two of whom belong to my mother's faction and were also captured and imprisoned by my father. The remaining one must stay to oversee the gang and cannot leave."
Unwilling to give up, Chen Ming asked again, "What about the Jiang Family? Can they send an expert over?"
Xia Mudan whispered, "The situation with the Jiang Family is complicated. All in all, they can't spare anyone either."
Chen Ming felt a little disappointed. He had hoped she could find someone of the First or Second Grade to help eliminate this killing blow.
