Feng Haiyong was very confident, and when he asked that question, "If not me, then who?" Zhan Yun's uncle immediately felt that he had chosen the right person to ask for help, and had also picked the right side to stand on.
Therefore, the uncle bowed and said to Feng Haiyong very respectfully, "Master Feng, I am sure you will be able to rescue Jiawei! The people in the government office have made it clear that only a member of the Feng Family speaking up can secure his release. Looking at the entire Feng Family, there is no one else besides you."
Feng Haiyong laughed proudly, "Heh, at least you've got some insight."
However, at this moment, Zhan Yun suddenly sneered, "Feng Haiyong, how about we make a bet?"
"A bet? A bet on what? A bet on whether your grand uncle dares to dig up your grandmother's grave? Hahaha..." Feng Haiyong let out a vicious laugh.
Zhan Yun snorted, "Bet on whether you can rescue Zhan Jiawei or not!"
