The Tan Residence was already ensnared in the Heavenly Nets Earthly Traps.
The Tiger King was almost self-imprisoned; all power had been usurped by the former 'underling ghost' Yu Jiu.
Unknown was whether the Twenty-Seven Allied Gangs colluded with Yu Jiu. If not, the core of the whirlpool stemmed from these two formidable forces capable of shaking the Jianghu of the entire state. When two tigers battle, one is bound to die.
With this in mind, it was uncertain how to obtain news of Meng Yuexue and Chuan Lian...
Wang Anfeng gazed at the scenery outside the window, his expression calm, betraying neither joy nor anger.
At that moment, a gentle tapping sound came from outside the window.
A young girl dressed in a treasure blue skirt leaned her arms on the windowsill, her brown pupils fixed on him, and she softly said,
"Young Master..."
"Lian Rong Su..."
Wang Anfeng's mouth twitched slightly.