"What kind of friend is this?"
Li Feng was driving on a provincial road in the suburbs of Huacheng, where there were very few vehicles, and even the street lights on both sides were not lit. The further he drove, the more desolate the surroundings became.
Wei Lan sat beside him, also feeling uneasy. "Our families have been friends for generations. We've played together since we were kids. After college, she went abroad and we didn't keep in touch as often. But since she's been back, she'll contact me every now and then to grab a meal, go shopping."
"She wouldn't harm me."
Wei Lan turned to look at Li Feng.
Li Feng only shrugged, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. After all, it was Wei Lan's childhood best friend who had made the call, and Li Feng naturally wouldn't say much before anything happened.
However, based on his understanding of Li Zidong, his brother had a petty and vengeful nature.
