Standing before the window, Ling Chen looked down from his high vantage point only to see the man from before carrying Nanrong Wanqing and hurrying away from Wealthy Manor.
It won't do!
He can't be allowed to escape. Ling Chen eyed the several-meter-high floor, a hint of hesitance flashing in his eyes. Given his current state, jumping from such a height would likely mean he couldn't protect himself from harm. But taking the stairs would waste too much time. By the time he got down, that man would have probably already fled with Nanrong Wanqing.
Biting his teeth, Ling Chen finally made up his mind, leaped from the third-floor bedroom, and landed directly on the ground.
As his legs touched the ground, Ling Chen's body immediately leaned forward and rolled to dissipate the force of the fall. Despite shedding much of the force, Ling Chen's body was too weak to bear such an impact.
Puh!
