Wu Rensu probably never knew what hit him, he ruled Qiandong, unchallenged in the Southwest. Today, he met his demise over a seat - truly bad luck!
Pang Feng hung up the phone and didn't give it much thought. Daoist Goo might have been ruthless, but the likes of Wu Rensu were no saints either. Arrogant and unreserved, people like him were bound to fall sooner or later. If Daoist Goo didn't kill him, someone else would have.
Duan Yaqing really couldn't stand Pang Feng's attitude anymore, feeling on the verge of a breakdown. So, she left her seat and went to the junction between train cars for some air.
Just then, her phone rang.
"Um?" She frowned as she saw the caller ID, then put the phone to her ear and said, "Fifth Elder, this is Yaqing, you're calling..."
