Tang Feng rushed to the bank with burning anxiety, only to find out that large withdrawals required a reservation and the bank personnel simply wouldn't allow him to withdraw the money, infuriating him to the point of wanting to curse someone out.
However, given his cultivation, he was able to restrain himself, for some principles still needed to be abided by.
At the highway entrance, Tang Feng arrived more than two hours early. He looked around and then set up a simple trapping array, which was enough to deal with ordinary people.
Dare to touch Aunt Lan, I really want to see who you people are.
On the other side, Murong Qinglan hadn't anticipated that her own sister would betray her.
"Qing Lan, don't blame me, you wouldn't help me, so I had to turn to your nephew," she said, not expecting that Murong Qinglan's phone would have only a few people's numbers, and the only man's was Tang Feng's.
