In Lei Fengyun's view, Lu Ning could easily have dealt with Brother Ji and Han Meng.
Yet, he drank an entire bottle of "Poisonous Wine."
No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what game Lu Ning was playing.
However, seeing Brother Ji chopped up into a bloody mess by Han Meng's men, Lei Fengyun couldn't help feeling quite pleased.
"Hehe, don't rush, soon Han Meng's people will untie us themselves!"
Lu Ning said with a smile.
It wasn't difficult to conquer Han Meng with Martial Strength, but he and Lei Fengyun were at odds to begin with. Even if Han Meng submitted on the surface, he would certainly harbor a double heart behind the scenes.
Therefore, he purposefully went through a bit more trouble to create the illusion that Han Meng had been poisoned by Brother Ji.
"Aaah..."
"Damn..."
For a moment, the cries of agony were ceaseless in the private room.