"Capture Tang Yi?"
Upon hearing Chen Fusheng say this, the middle-aged man was immediately startled, his face losing all color.
Who was Tang Yi?
Others might not know, but given the middle-aged man's time in the mix, the name Mr. Tang Yi had long been thunderous, even wearing out his ears.
In countless people's mouths, Mr. Tang Yi was an existence that absolutely must not be provoked. Previously, Shanghai's wealthiest, Du Qingshan, had offended Mr. Tang Yi and eventually led his entire family to kneel before Tang Yi, even offering all his family's wealth just to barely receive Tang Yi's forgiveness.
This was also because Du Qingshan was Tang Yi's uncle, and Tang Yi was considering the face of his deceased mother.
Think about it, even his own uncle offended Tang Yi and paid such a heavy price; what would happen to others, if not a dead end?
