On the other side, Li Zhengyi hung up the phone and continually wiped the sweat beads from his forehead.
"First the Situ family, then the Yan Family, and now the Wang Family," Li Zhengyi muttered to himself, smiling bitterly, "Tong Yan, Tong Yan, it seems you can't protect that youngster this time either."
He thought about calling Tong Yan but changed his mind, deciding instead to call Sect Leader Jiang of the Provincial Martial Alliance.
What Yang Fei was doing was originally very normal, but now that it involved the Wang family from the Provincial City, he felt it necessary to report to Jiang Ziman.
After all, it had been Jiang Ziman who personally resolved the last issue.
Once the call connected, Li Zhengyi started with a respectful "Leader good," then explained the situation in detail, and finally cautiously added, "Sect Leader Jiang, should we suppress this matter?"
"Humph, it seems they are courting death," Jiang Ziman's annoyed voice came through.
