Last Bloodline of Nansheng (V)

An Cui came from a noble background. Had he not harbored his own goals, why would he have been willing to join the ranks of the Red Lotus Group and become part of the motley crew within?

The flame tattoo drawn on his arm meant that he had already earned a position as the leader of a small group within the Red Lotus Group.

Feng Zhen couldn't help but suspect that he was trying to make his way higher into the ranks of the Red Lotus Group, then take the opportunity to stage a coup and seize the manpower.

His suspicions were not without reason.

Wei Ci gave an affirmative answer. "He has ambitions and resolution, how could he possibly be content with being a nobody? Unfortunately, fate treated him poorly. He lacked luck."

"Luck?" Feng Zhen laughed and said, "You are starting to resemble a fake psychic more and more. Are you going to tell me that you know this through physiognomy as well?"

Wei Ci avoided his question. "His luck is really quite bad."