"Was it not Andy whom you wanted me to kill yesterday?" Luo Feng inquired.
Old Blake didn't deny it. "Yes, but now, I'm not asking you to kill him. I've merely provided you with information that he possesses valuable antiques. If you're interested, you can investigate further. If not, then it can't be helped."
Having said that, Old Blake said no more, simply staring intently at Luo Feng.
Of course, Luo Feng was interested in the Shangfang Sword, a potent symbol of power and authority. However, he wondered about Old Blake's intentions. Was he testing Luo Feng's abilities?
Regardless of Old Blake's motives, Luo Feng wouldn't miss this opportunity. "Understood. I'll take my leave now."
Luo Feng then made his exit. Watching him leave, Old Blake's lips quivered as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent.
