The middle-aged man hung up the phone and immediately headed out.
"Brother Liu, where are you going?"
The woman behind him hurriedly grabbed him.
"I've got an urgent matter."
The middle-aged man shoved the woman's hand aside and quickly left the place.
Cui Jian saw the man just walk away, and his originally angry heart also calmed down.
He dropped the kitchen knife on the ground and smiled at Feng Lin, "Brother, seems like we're quite fated to meet."
"Indeed, we are fated."
Feng Lin nodded lightly, had it not been for his arrival here, he would not have taken notice of this place.
"Cui Jian, now that you're out, you back to being a decent person, and my Brother Liu doesn't want to bother with you. Believe it or not, he could call a bunch of guys to cripple you?"
The woman looked disdainful, picked up her purse, and walked out without any remorse.
Cui Jian clenched his fists tightly and hung his head without speaking.
