"Feng, here's the money you wanted."
Du Qiuyu handed a suitcase to Li Feng, feeling inexplicably worried. "Feng, are you going alone?"
"Are you worried about me?"
Li Feng turned to look at Du Qiuyu, who nodded shyly, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Don't worry, I'm going there to reason."
Li Feng said and walked straight out of the hotel. He threw the suitcase into the back seat of his car and sat in the driver's seat before driving off.
Not far from the Outer Heaven hotel, a tattooed man put down his binoculars from the passenger side of a car.
"Ghost, the guy just left the hotel. It's a luxury car, license plate number starting with 'AXXXXX', and he's brought a suitcase too."
"Looks like he's chickened out."
"Heh, chickened out? He smacked the face of our Sky Wolf Association, does he think he can just get over it that easily?"
Li Feng drove from the hotel driveway out onto the main road when, suddenly, a car aggressively cut in from the side.
Bam.
