Bang!
Just as Han Yu was preparing to use some methods to interrogate Pang Feiyan, the banquet hall's door was kicked open.
A dozen burly men dressed in black charged in with an imposing manner.
"Which blind fool dares to cause trouble on my, Qin Mang's, territory!"
Following that, a voice, indifferent to the bone, drifted in from outside.
About two seconds later, a middle-aged man around forty-five, standing roughly 1.85 meters tall, wearing a black trench coat, slowly walked in.
His gaze was like a profound, icy pool, emitting a cold and sharp light, commanding awe and deterring anyone from meeting his eyes directly. The killing intent emanating from him was like a bone-piercing cold wind on a winter night.
The moment he stepped into the banquet hall, the atmosphere immediately tensified.
The newcomer was none other than the king of the underground world in both Su City and Jiangnan Province—the leader of the Qin Gang, Qin Mang!
