Lin Fei left, departing swiftly and decisively, as if sweeping his sleeves without taking a cloud with him. However, Qiao Hui seemed as if he had been struck by lightning, disheveled alone in the wind.
"Let her wash up and wait for me in bed," Lin Fei's parting words echoed in Qiao Hui's ears like a curse, constantly reverberating, making him lose his composure.
What Lin Fei said lightly sounded like thunder in Qiao Hui's ears!
This wasn't the first time Qiao Hui had met Lin Fei. Since the last time he tested Lin Fei in Old Wang's hospital room and Lin Fei stabbed him subtly, Qiao Hui had already held Lin Fei in very high regard.
Tonight, having witnessed Lin Fei's fierce execution of the members of the Azure Dragon Gang, Qiao Hui's respect for Lin Fei came from deep within, or it would be more accurate to say he was truly intimidated.
