Tang Fei faced Zhang Xiaofan with his fist.
"Don't worry, I mean you no harm. If I did, I wouldn't have come here with you specifically."
"I just need your card."
Seeing the robust True Qi bursting out from Tang Fei, Zhang Xiaofan knew the extent of his strength.
It was actually the strength of an ancient Martial Artist at the pinnacle of the Yellow Rank!
It seemed that Tang Fei had definitely been a remarkable figure in the black market back in the day.
"I am going there to find something to save someone."
Zhang Xiaofan added.
"Everything about the black market is illegally obtained; by going there to find something, you're no good either!"
"Humph!"
After speaking, Tang Fei snorted coldly.
"Your understanding is sort of correct, although a bit extreme."
Tang Fei had a deep hatred for the black market and a sense of righteousness in his heart.
Some things could not be clearly explained to him.
