"What do you mean? So, that was really PEI Yucheng?" Wang Jingyang asked.
"You guys ran into him?" Lin Yan asked.
"It's really him!" Wang Jingyang was shocked.
Lin Yan was in a bad mood,"who else could it be ... You guys even played games together ..."
"Playing games? What game?" Wang Jingyang did not react for a moment.
"Don't bother about the game. Why didn't you guys help me stop him? Why did you let him escape?" Lin Yan complained.
Wang Jingyang's mouth twitched,'he's in a spiritual state, how are we supposed to stop him? If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known that he was PEI Yucheng. We guessed for a long time, and we thought it was Xiao Ji ..."
Lin Yan was speechless.
……
Lin Yan's illness came and went quickly. The next day, her fever had subsided and she was almost fully recovered.
Soon, it was the night before the tournament.
The members of the motorcade and a few of his disciples had gathered at Lin Yan's place.