Just as Chuck struggled to his feet, his phone rang with a notification.

He leaned against a pillar to stand up. When he took out his phone, he found that the screen was cracked, but it still worked.

It was a message from Jane. "Grandpa told me that you successfully delivered the drowsy incense to Mark. Well done. I'm giving you credit."

Chuck chuckled wryly after reading the message. However, a sharp breath caught in his throat as he winced at his bruised lip.

Recalling the beating he had