Chapter 837 - 840 He is the Slave
The next afternoon, in the jungles north of the ancient capital.
Jiang Chen, Flame Dragon, Mo Bao, Zhu Wenqiang, along with Ouyang Zhen, Ouyang Nan, and Ouyang Zhengqi stood before a small knoll.
"Here, this is the dilapidated temple where my mother died. When I was young... the Head of the Zhu Family had brought me here once!" Zhu Wenqiang said softly, pointing at the knoll.
He originally wanted to say that it was his father who had brought him, but with a glance at Ouyang Zhen, he changed his words at the last moment.
Ouyang Zhen looked at the knoll in front of him, his eyes revealing a flash of reminiscence and deep guilt. He opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
"Let Wenqiang and father have some time alone here, Head of the Jiang Family. They must have a lot to talk about," Ouyang Nan suggested after glancing at the knoll, then turning to Jiang Chen.
When Jiang Chen arrived beside the knoll, he had stood in front of Zhu Wenqiang. Now he was only three meters away from the knoll.
Hearing Ouyang Nan’s words, Jiang Chen pointed at the knoll with his cane and spoke softly, "What do you think, if we dig up this knoll, might we find some trace of the old temple from back then?"
The crowd was momentarily startled by Jiang Chen’s words.
Flame Dragon’s expression changed slightly and he stepped sideways without creating any fuss, appearing to be interested in digging up the knoll; in reality, he positioned Ouyang Zhen behind himself.
Mo Bao also shifted his position, standing behind Zhu Wenqiang and Ouyang Zhen, forming a triangle with Jiang Chen and Flame Dragon and enclosing Zhu Wenqiang and Ouyang Zhen in the middle.
Ouyang Nan’s eyes flickered with panic. He tried to compose himself and said with a forced smile, "You’re joking, Head of the Jiang Family. The old temple was demolished more than a decade ago. How could any traces still exist?"