Naming Technique of the Night

From the moment Qing Chen was sniping from the bungee platform, he knew someone was secretly sizing up the battlefield.

It was the sniper's most glorious moment and also when Qing Chen's field of view was the broadest.

Thus, the scene of acting that followed.

After the battle ended, Qing Chen carried the Puppet a long distance, taking many detours, before finally confirming that no one was following them anymore.

He hid in the shadows, took out his mobile phone, and sent out a location.

More than 20 minutes later, a sedan stopped by the road, and Jiang Xue, looking flustered, opened the car door and stepped out, "Xiao Chen, are you alright?"

When Jiang Xue was in the car, she was only wearing a tight high-neck sweater; she hadn't even bothered to put on a down jacket before getting out to help Qing Chen. Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

At that moment, snowflakes danced and landed on her shawl-length hair, making her exceptionally dazzling.

"Aunt Jiang Xue, I'm fine, thank you for making the trip," Qing Chen smiled.

"No trouble at all, but it's a good thing I started early, or the heavy snow would have closed the roads," Jiang Xue said, "You should have told me earlier, maybe I could have come over to help."

Qing Chen smiled. Though the Daylight Organization had been established, to this day, the people he trusted the most were still XiaoTongyun, Jiang Xue, and Nan Gengchen.

That afternoon, when he notified Liu Dezhu, he also informed Jiang Xue.

But Jiang Xue didn't take the high-speed train; instead, she drove on the highway, which took a total of five hours.

She had just arrived half an hour ago.

The car was bought with the first money earned last month on Qing Chen's advice, so they could leave Los Angeles City in any emergency.

It would help avoid security checks and ID card verification.

But Jiang Xue had never driven the car before; it was parked in the residential parking lot, and no one even knew that it was a new car Jiang Xue had bought.

"Aunt Jiang Xue, is the hotel arranged?" Qing Chen asked.

"It's arranged, the best hotel in Xian City," Jiang Xue said.

"Did you bring some clothes to change into?" Qing Chen asked again.

"I did, I did," Jiang Xue realized at that moment that Qing Chen was soaked from head to toe, and the young man was shivering slightly.

It was too cold.

Qing Chen, in these subzero temperatures, had dived from a height of 70 meters into the water.

He had killed ten assassins in the icy river and had then faced a C-Class Expert in a fierce battle outside.

All of this had happened too quickly for him to pay attention to his body.

Now, he urgently needed a warm place to change into dry clothes.

That was why he needed Jiang Xue to come and support him.

Moreover, at this point, to outsiders, Qing Chen was supposed to have been injured in the abdomen and would definitely need someone to take care of him and remove the bullet.

Even though the 'Genetic Warrior', Qing Chen's physical condition was definitely much stronger than ordinary people's, there were many things he couldn't do on his own.

Thus, Qing Chen needed Jiang Xue to come to Xian City.

To act along, giving everyone a reasonable explanation: why he was able to survive, why he had disappeared, where he had gone, and who was helping him.

At this time, no one would focus on the always low-key Jiang Xue, so booking a room under her name was likely not to draw attention.

Jiang Xue said, "But why don't we just go straight back to Los Angeles City?"

Qing Chen shook his head, "I saw a familiar face on the road, it seemed controlled by someone, and this person is very important, so the business in Xian City is not finished yet. Please, Aunt Jiang Xue, stay in Xian City for a couple more days."

"Okay, whatever you say," Jiang Xue helped Qing Chen into the car.

At the hotel, she took Qing Chen directly to the executive suite she had prepared, then filled the bathtub with warm clear water.

Qing Chen looked around and suddenly realized that everything he had asked Jiang Xue to do, she had done without reservation.

Usually, Jiang Xue was frugal and would save whenever possible, even after becoming rich as a Time Traveler.

Yet when Qing Chen asked her to buy a car, she bought it; when he asked her to book a hotel room, she booked the best room.

Qing Chen, struggling, took off his jacket and shirt, then sat directly into the bathtub.

Jiang Xue looked at his half-swollen arm and shoulder with a bruise that had already turned dark purple to black.

She said in shock, "Xiao Chen, what all did you go through tonight?"

"Nothing much," Qing Chen smiled, "The Daylight Organization has always been watched by those intent on harm, and someone wanted to find and kill me, so I just sent them a greeting."

Jiang Xue certainly knew that this so-called greeting was not simple.

In a sense, she was the one who had accompanied Qing Chen all the way from the beginning of his travels; she knew what had happened on Laojun Mountain and knew how much suffering Qing Chen had endured.

Now that Qing Chen had returned alive, those who he greeted must be feeling even worse, right?

Jiang Xue hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the bathroom, saying through the door, "I also brought the Inner World's trauma medicine this time; I'll apply it to you after your bath."

"It's fine, I can apply it myself," Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, Aunt Jiang Xue."

Jiang Xue then asked, "I'll have the hotel deliver food, what would you like to eat?"

"A bowl of beef noodles," Qing Chen said softly.

"Okay," Jiang Xue said, "I'll close the bathroom door then. You take off all your clothes and warm up your body well."

"Mm," Qing Chen responded.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Qing Chen sat in the bathtub, feeling the warm water gradually transfer heat into his body. Only at this moment did he feel like everything that had happened tonight had truly passed.