If Chu Feng was really some kind of wealthy and powerful young master, he would have given up and tucked his tail between his legs. He was just an ordinary soldier who made him kneel and kowtow.
Jang Wei could imagine that he would be the laughingstock of his social circle for at least a year.
"Killed him. I must kill him. I can’t let this go.”
Jang Wei thought, The reason Siqi stood up for Chu Feng was simply because she saw that he had saved Hongtu's life. She was just repaying his favor. However, such a thing as a favor was useless. Without sufficient strength, no one would protect you for the rest of your life. Hongtu was not foolish. He would not offend the Jang family. He would lose the underground boxing and casino business if he did that.
The henchman beside him laughed. "Mr. Jang, I've checked out Feng Xing's family. He had a 19-year-old daughter. She’s pretty."
Jang Wei smiled sinisterly. "Luck is on my side. You did a great job."
"Let's go. Bring the guys along. Let's pay that cripple a visit!"
Knowing that Chu Feng was just a soldier who was pretending to be someone, he was not worried anymore.
Very quickly, two vans full of people with murderous intentions headed straight to Yenching.
Yenching was a location that was out of place in the city. The environment was dirty and messy. The houses were dilapidated, and most of the residents were doing hard labor to make ends meet. Drunkards and prostitutes were everywhere on the streets.
Feng Xing brought up his daughter, Yuanyuan, in this environment.
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