Chapter Four Hundred
Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed with a glint of sharpness.
Logically, the Qiu Family should have been arrested for being involved in such a major case.
As Long Xiaoshan pondered, Qiu Haitang spoke up again, "Mr. Long, aren't you getting in the car?"
No matter what the Qiu Family was scheming, Long Xiaoshan had nothing to fear; such was the confidence that came with strength. He smiled casually and decided to hear what Qiu Haitang wanted to say. He opened the car door and sat inside.
As he got in, he glanced at the driver, an old man in his fifties or sixties. On the surface, the old man seemed ordinary, but his eyes were brimming with sharpness, and his finger joints were thick and strong, with nails unlike those of an ordinary person, possessing a metallic sheen, indicating that he was actually a martial arts expert at the Huang Level Peak.
Long Xiaoshan was genuinely surprised.
The Huang Level Peak might not be impressive in his view now.