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"Are you Ling Chen?" The man moved out from the driver's cabin and sized him up with a playful look in his eyes, as if he wasn't seeing a person, but a prey, emanating an intimidating aura from head to toe.
"Yes, I am. And who are you?"
Seeing the man, Ling Chen slightly furrowed his brows but maintained direct eye contact without flinching. The man in front of him seemed to be in his early thirties, dressed casually, with an unremarkable appearance that would go unnoticed in a crowd. However, Ling Chen could tell at a glance that there was something extraordinary in his gaze.
And after sensing the man's strength, he grew even more cautious; this man was definitely a master.
"Song Qing."
"I don't know you, and I have no grudges against you. Why are you blocking my way?"
Song Qing replied indifferently, "I think you should know the reason. Just let me take the item, and I can spare your life."