Tang Feng flashed to Lin Yunqiu's side, gently picked her up, and placed an elixir into her mouth. He then gently laid her down on the ground. At this moment, the dozen or so members of the Red Tiger Alliance outside the restaurant had surrounded the young man. They would charge and kill as soon as Tang Feng gave the order.
Despite knowing they were no match, they were unafraid. It was an excellent opportunity to show their worth. Survival meant a potential rise in rank. Having embarked on this path, they had long discarded fear of death, valuing a chance to impress their boss over money or women.
"You all, step back." Tang Feng turned around and slowly walked up to the young man.
"Kneel and beg for mercy, and maybe, I'll spare your life," the young man arrogantly took out a cigarette and lit it up in front of Tang Feng.
"Who are you?" A smile appeared on Tang Feng's face—he had lived for so long and yet had never seen such a presumptuous youth.
