The plane slowly landed, and once again standing at Linchuan Airport, a hint of sadness flashed in Li Chen's eyes.
He had failed again.
Not only had he failed to rescue An Qin, but he had also lost the life of a Nether Army Warrior in the process.
"If only I were a bit stronger, a bit faster..." He shook his head, dismissing this pointless hypothetical, as a girl came up beside Li Chen.
"Li Chen, I'm leaving, hope we meet again if fate allows!" Jiang Xiaoyue said cheerfully, looking at him.
At that moment, Li Chen noticed that there were two men, who looked like bodyguards, standing next to Jiang Xiaoyue.
"Yeah, I think we will meet again." Li Chen nodded, then turned and walked away.
Jiang Xiaoyue didn't ask Li Chen for his contact information; she just wanted to offer some comfort to the 'hurt' man. In life, such brief encounters were all too common.
Li Chen also didn't ask Jiang Xiaoyue for her contact details, as he truly had no such inclinations.
