Uncle Feng, Chu Yang and the others were about to leave.
Wu Zun pointed at Chu Yang, "Wait a moment."
A cold gleam flashed in Chu Yang's eyes as he thought to himself, "Could it be that Wu Zun has recognized me?"
"That shouldn't be the case, though. The last time I beat him up in the bar's private room, the lights were dim, and Wu Zun shouldn't have been able to see my face clearly."
With an icy gaze, Chu Yang watched Wu Zun approach him step by step, "If Wu Zun really does recognize me, then I'll just have to beat this guy up again."
"After all, now that we've found Han Qingqing, it doesn't matter whether we can stay here."
In his heart, Chu Yang decided that if Wu Zun recognized him, he would beat him up again.
Wu Zun came up to Chu Yang, scrutinizing him closely, "You, I find you very familiar. It's as if I've seen you somewhere before."
"But I can't remember where."
Wu Zun looked very puzzled. He felt as though he had seen Chu Yang before, yet also felt like he hadn't.