"Boss, not only are your pick-up artist skills so impressive, but your martial arts are also so strong. By having you as my boss, how could I ever lose face? In my life, I only have two hobbies: chasing girls and admiring the masters. You've got it all, Boss, that's why I naturally acknowledge you as my boss,"
Qian Duoduo continued with an endless stream of words.
"Okay, shut up now!"
Xiao Yifeng really couldn't bear to listen any longer and turned to leave.
After Xiao Yifeng left, the smile on Qian Duoduo's face vanished, and his gaze swept over the corpse on the ground, a cold glint flashing in his narrowed eyes.
In a secluded mansion in Jiang Province Nanning, Feng Shaoqing was sitting with a pale face, with a man who had a thin body, gloomy face, and sharp, eagle-like eyes standing beside him.
"Father, that guy is too terrifying. Elder Qiu was killed by him in one blow. If I hadn't escaped quickly, I fear I would be dead by now,"
