"Of course, I know, they are Master Tianxin, the Abbot of Shaolin, Master Shunyi, the head of Wudang, the Monkey Fist Master...!"
The breathtaking beauty went on without end, and at this moment, Fang Nianhan's eyes seemed to emit a glow, a kind of light that made one's heart stir.
Moments later, before Chu Mo could speak, Liu Wei, who had been closing his eyes to rest in the lounge, suddenly opened his mouth and said:
"Thunderclap Fist, Jiang Dingnan, seems to have some connections with Young Master Chu, doesn't he?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Mo turned his head to look at this eldest son of the Liu family, who always seemed carefree, but after all, he was from one of the three major families of the Capital City, with the Liu family's assets of 300 billion able to crush the majority of powers, and the Liu family's intelligence network was also very well-informed.
In Fang Nianhan's slightly widened eyes, Chu Mo said with a smiling face:
