Can Cai Yin's words be trusted? Liu Chen wasn't stupid.
Cai Yin picked up her glass and clinked it against Liu Chen's, smiling slightly, "Really, is there anything about me that still makes you uneasy?"
"I'm not at ease. I'm afraid you might sell me out," Liu Chen said with a mischievous smile.
"How about I make a down payment first?"
"Hmm, if you're willing, I have no problem with that, but just so you know, the deposit is non-refundable."
After saying this, Liu Chen picked Cai Yin up and headed upstairs. Cai Yin wrapped her arms around Liu Chen's neck, gently resting her head against his chest and listening attentively to his heartbeat.
Liu Chen did not want to help the company find a martial arts sacred place. Uncle Yin had passed on the Hunyuan Tianxiu Technique to him, entrusting him with something the Lu family had guarded for hundreds of years. How could Liu Chen casually lead people to dig up the martial arts holy land?