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It's 11 p.m., and an hour has passed since Ye Chen's agreed time of 10 p.m.

Jiang Ruoxi sent Ye Chen several messages, but Ye Chen did not reply or answer her calls.

"How's it going on your end? Where are you?"

"Reply to me if you see this."

"Ye Chen?"

Why aren't you answering the phone?

Jiang Ruoxi was restless in the villa, worried about Ye Chen, who had been out all day.

Ye Chen's injuries had not fully healed, and the ghost servant told her that Ye Chen was being followed by an ancient martial arts master in the provincial capital.

Du Qiansui, a mysterious figure, and possibly other unknown experts, are working together to deal with Ye Chen. How should he respond?

Faced with a series of problems and the complicated situation in the provincial capital, Jiang Ruoxi couldn't help but worry about Ye Chen.

Restless, Jiang Ruoxi approached the Ghost Servant anxiously, asking, "Uncle Ghost, could something have happened to Ye Chen in the provincial capital? An hour has passed since our agreed time, and he hasn't answered his phone. I really don't know what's going on with him. Uncle Ghost, do you have any other ways to find out?"

Seeing Jiang Ruoxi's anxious expression, Guipu didn't know how to answer. Ever since Ye Chen took the initiative to call and tell him that he was being followed, they had lost contact.

Currently, Ghost Servant is unaware of Ye Chen's situation. Based on his intuition, he can conclude that even if Ye Chen encounters trouble, he will be able to escape unscathed.

Ghost Servant didn't know just how strong Ye Chen was; he could only describe it as unknown.

Ghost Servant shook his head helplessly and said, "President Jiang, I don't have any way to find out the situation right now, but I can be sure that Ye Chen will be fine. We can just wait for his news."

"Uncle Gui, just waiting like this isn't a solution! Could you perhaps ask your friends in the Qiao family or the provincial capital to help us find out?"

For some reason, Jiang Ruoxi was still worried and once again begged the ghost servant for help.

Jiang Ruoxi tossed her phone onto the coffee table and paced back and forth in the living room, seemingly having a meeting.

She glanced at her phone on the coffee table every few seconds, checking if the screen was lit up and if there were any messages from Ye Chen.

The ghost servant's words were reasonable and well-founded. Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ruoxi would have nodded in agreement and forced herself to calm down and continue working.

But tonight is different. Ye Chen's right palm is still not completely cleared of poison, and he is being followed by ancient martial arts masters. Alone in an unfamiliar provincial capital, he may be facing Du Qiansui, the mysterious woman in black, or even more masters hiding in the shadows.

These images played repeatedly in her mind, each one more terrifying than the last.

"Uncle Gui, you're right, I trust your judgment, but..."

Jiang Ruoxi bit her lip, her fingers unconsciously twisting together, clearly very agitated.

"President Jiang, don't worry, there are no 'buts'..."

After saying that, the ghost servant closed his eyes and sat down to meditate again, ignoring Jiang Ruoxi.

"But... I'm really worried. His right hand isn't fully healed yet. What if he runs into Du Qiansui again, or that woman in black who's been following him... Uncle Gui, you've been with the Qiao family for twenty years. You must have acquaintances and friends in the provincial capital. Could you please help me by using your network to ask around? Even just finding out that he's safe and sound would be helpful."

Jiang Ruoxi begged the ghost servant again.

The ghost servant remained silent for a moment, looking at Jiang Ruoxi's eyes filled with expectation and anxiety, and was somewhat reluctant to say the words "there is no way".

Ghost Servant couldn't bear to give her false hope; the provincial capital was not like Jiangcheng, it was Qiao family territory.

Now, the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce has also gained influence. Most of his connections are related to the Qiao family, and Ye Chen offended forces related to the Qiao family in the provincial capital.

Using the Qiao family's connections to find out Ye Chen's whereabouts rashly would be tantamount to revealing Ye Chen's movements to the enemy.

Not only will it not help, it might even cause him trouble.

"President Jiang, it's not that I'm unwilling." Ghost Servant sighed, a rare occurrence, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

Jiang Ruoxi understood what Guipu meant, but she was worried about Ye Chen. This feeling was different from when Ye Chen first arrived.

"The provincial capital is currently rife with undercurrents, and various forces are deeply entrenched. Most of my connections in the provincial capital are related to the Qiao family, and the reason why Ye Chen is being followed is likely related to the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce. If I rashly use my connections to inquire about Ye Chen's whereabouts, the news will leak out and expose his whereabouts. Rather than letting people know that Ye Chen is currently out of contact, it is better to let others think that he has everything under control. Sometimes silence is the best protection. The more no one knows where he is, the more wary those who want to find him will be."

Jiang Ruoxi was swayed by the ghost servant's words. She knew she couldn't be rash, or she would only harm Ye Chen. She nodded slightly in agreement.

The ghost servant looked at Jiang Ruoxi and softened his tone: "President Jiang, you have to believe him. I've never admired many people in my life, but I admire Ye Chen. He's not the kind of person who would risk his life, and he certainly wouldn't treat a promise to a woman as a joke. He said he would come back, and he definitely will."

When Jiang Ruoxi heard the last sentence, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Jiang Ruoxi turned her face away, took a deep breath, and tried to make her voice sound steady: "Okay, Uncle Gui, then we'll wait a little longer."

She sat back down on the sofa and picked up her phone to look at it again.

There are still no new messages in the dialog box.

"Ye Chen, where the hell have you been?"

"Why haven't we heard anything at all?"

"What an irresponsible bastard, I should have gone out with him."

Jiang Ruoxi turned her phone upside down on the coffee table, closed her eyes, leaned back on the sofa, clasped her hands together on her knees, and unconsciously stroked the jade pendant Ye Chen had given her.

The warm, smooth touch of the jade pendant calmed her heartbeat slightly, but the images still lingered in her mind.

The night was deeper.

The grandfather clock struck twelve, and the ghost servant remained seated by the door with his eyes closed, but the frequency with which he tapped his knees with his fingers noticeably increased.

Jiang Ruoxi leaned back on the sofa, her eyes closed but her brows furrowed, her eyelashes trembling slightly from time to time.

She must still be awake; she probably won't be able to sleep all night.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Ruoxi suddenly remembered that Ye Chen's uncle, Zhou Wantong, was in the provincial capital. Luckily, she had left his phone number with him last time.

Jiang Ruoxi couldn't hold back any longer and, disregarding her break time, dialed the number directly.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

It rang more than a dozen times in a row but no one answered. Does this fat guy sleep that well?

Jiang Ruoxi dialed again, and this time it went through. A sleepy voice came through: "Hello, Uncle-Master, this is Jiang Ruoxi. Ye Chen came to the provincial capital and hasn't come back yet. Is he with you?"

"Ye Chen? No, he went to Song Tiezhu's place a long time ago. Why hasn't he come back yet? I'll call and ask what's going on."

Zhou Wantong also sensed something was wrong, so he quickly got up and made a phone call.