Li Feng stepped out of the elevator, and immediately his peripheral vision swept across the hallways jam-packed with people on both sides.
"Hehe."
Upon seeing Li Feng, these gangsters grouped in threes and fives revealed a ferocious sneer, sizing up Li Feng as though wild beasts eyeing their prey.
"Hidden Dragon Li Feng, that's quite a reputation you've got there."
Outside the elevator, a pale-faced youth with dark circles under his eyes, looking very unhealthy, glanced towards Li Feng.
"Who the hell are you?"
Li Feng briefly scrutinized the youth who had spoken; the guy was not only sick but severely ill. A healthy person wouldn't have such discolored skin.
"You don't even recognize our Brother Ghost."
"Look at that pretty boy face of his, probably only good at slipping under women's skirts; might as well call him a duck."
"Haha, duck."
