In the private room of the bar.
All fell silent.
Even Murong Bei and Chu Feng, who were enduring excruciating pain, clenched their jaws tight and trembled without daring to utter a sound.
A group of high-ranking members from the Hengling Gang showed deep reverence for the young man before them.
A Martial Arts Grandmaster, was kneeling before the young man to apologize for his wrongs.
Even a fool could see that the young man's identity was terrifying beyond measure!
Murong Bei, looking at the scene before him, had long since lost his initial confidence.
He had privately compared the strength of the Murong Family with that of the Hengling Gang and concluded that they were quite evenly matched; one, a super Great Clan of the Southwest region, and the other, a behemoth of the local Underworld. If they truly clashed, even if the Murong Family could gain the upper hand, they would be thoroughly devastated.
