"Who is Elder Pang?" Ye Chen asked in confusion.
"Hehe, it seems Elder Pang knew you would ask that!" The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "He asked me to relay a message: Do you remember the old man watering flowers at the gate of the Nanjing military district?"
Hiss...
Ye Chen took a sharp breath, his eyes widening like copper bells. It felt like lightning and thunder in his mind. Ye Chen was shocked to his core, inside and out, by this revelation. In this world, you can forget anyone, but never the old man watering flowers at the gate of the Nanjing military district.
"P-Pang... Commander Pang?" Ye Chen looked at the man in disbelief.
"Hehe, as long as you know!" The middle-aged man nodded.
"Let's go, oh my, do I have a choice not to go? You should have said it was Commander Pang earlier! Why all the secrecy?" Ye Chen grumbled a couple of times. The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Mr. Ye, these are secrets, these things are not allowed to be spoken of!"
