"Little Brother Yang, are you really alright?" After leaving the restaurant, Li Xuantong and Yang Fei were sitting in the car owned by Sun Weimin and his wife.
His granddaughter Li Yaqing had other matters to attend to, so she left first.
As for Qi Tai, Zhang Long, and Xu Xingzhou, they had left immediately after leaving the restaurant.
"I'm really fine," Yang Fei said with a bitter smile.
Sun Weimin could tell that Yang Fei truly wasn't dwelling on today's events. Having a certain understanding of the Martial Artist world, he said to Li Xuantong, "Old Li, Mr. Yang doesn't seem like the type to be rash. You can be at ease about how he handles things."
Seeing that Sun Weimin had said so, and given that so many people had stood by Yang Fei today, Li Xuantong gradually relaxed.
He had known Qi Tai for many years and was well aware of the disputes in the Martial Arts World, but it was still unsettling when the incident unfolded before his eyes and involved someone close to him.
