C225 Eighty to Ninety Percent

Chen Fann had been resting in the car for quite some time, just as those people had said, completely unaware of anything after being stuffed into a sack.

When he finally came to, a rich aroma hit his nostrils. Chen Fann recognized it instantly as the scent of food—a testament to his years of experience as a chef, which had honed his sense of smell to a fine edge.

Still confined within the sack