"Right, that Li Fei is just too damn arrogant. I can't stand it. Sooner or later, I'm going to beat him down and make him whimper like a dog, begging me for mercy."
"Mr. Zhu, I'm going to say something you might not like. Trying to defeat Li Fei with just brute force is going to be very difficult."
"Ah," sighed Zhu Mao. "I know all too well. I had a fight with him before and was thoroughly defeated!"
"To tell you the truth, I had found a top assassin before, spent ten million, with a five million deposit already paid, and the bastard vanished without a trace. Now, not even a ghost of him is to be found, while Li Fei is still living the good life."
Mentioning this, Huo YanGen was furious, lifting his glass of Lafite and downing it in one gulp.
How could he have known that the so-called King of Assassins, Xiang Hai Long, he had found shared an unusual friendship with Li Fei? Otherwise, Huo YanGen would never have wasted that money!
