"Feng Xing, that's not what you mentioned in your letter to me." Chu Feng's voice was raspy as he looked at the man in front of him.
According to Feng Xing, after being released from the army, his life was excellent. He met a decent person, funded him with a lot of money, and opened a company with a million-dollar yearly income. He even had children and lived a leisurely life.
"Dragon Lord..." FengXing sobbed bitterly as he said, "I'm sorry, I let the Dragon Soul down."
He was a brave pioneer in the army and would not think twice about facing down the opposition.
However, how could he be an upright man in this environment of intrigue and deceit?
The club's workers were similarly shocked. They were ignorant of the existence of the "Dragon Soul" and the "Pioneer Lieutenant". They continued to argue, wondering if Chu Feng was telling the truth.
"Chen Yong, do you think you can protect yourself by finding a helper?" When Zhang Jian realized that things were not going well, he snarled, "You are greedy! You spent the money meant for Mr. Jang's horse feed, which caused his horse to become ill and harmed our club's reputation. It's not over yet."
"I didn't do this, Dragon Lord; it's not me." Fearing that Chu Feng would be let down, Feng Xing spoke out right away.
"I know. Don't worry, I'll help you get justice for this situation today," Chu Feng patted his shoulder gravely and added.
Feng Xing nodded firmly while tears welled up in his eyes.
"Does this matter have anything to do with you?" Chu Feng asked Zhang Jian as he cast a glance at him.
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