Li Feng twisted his body to look towards the somewhat self-assured Kang Lan.
"Heh, threatening and bribing."
"Calling you 'Young Master Lan' and you start to think you're someone special. Do you really think they can stop me if I want to leave?"
Before Li Feng had finished speaking, he suddenly lunged forward. The burly man in a black suit who was blocking Li Feng's path flew backward like a kite with its string cut.
There was a loud bang as he crashed into the door of the private room behind him.
Once Li Feng made his move, the other men in black suits didn't just watch; they engaged him directly.
Li Feng gave a cold smile and glided forward with a ghost-like presence. In an instant, a few more bodies lay at his feet with their tendons misaligned and bones dislocated.
