Early the next morning.
Yang Chen returned from running and saw Yang Chenxi standing at the villa entrance, elegant and graceful like a fairy. The morning sun shone on her, making the place she stood seem like a fairyland.
Such a scene had long been Yang Chen's desire. Unable to help himself, he quickened his steps and ran up to Yang Chenxi.
"Wipe your sweat," Yang Chenxi handed over a towel, though Yang Chen's face was barely perspiring.
For Yang Chen, such exercise was just a mere warm-up.
Yang Chen cheerfully accepted the towel, wiped the few drops of sweat off his face, and looked at Yang Chenxi with a goofy smile, making it hard to believe this was the feared Asura King.
Not to mention that he's also the brains behind the Longyu Group—such a high-level intellect.
Yang Chenxi's face showed a complex expression as she looked at Yang Chen.
"What's wrong?" Yang Chen noticed something was amiss and couldn't help but ask.
