Half An Hour

"Bai, don’t be rude!" The blue clothed middle aged man that stood beside the young man, the person that was called City Governor Zhong by Feng Wu Dao, frowned as he shouted in a low voice.

But the young man didn’t pay any attention to him and instead looked at Duan Ling Tian as he ridiculed. "Kid, if you have the balls then don’t hide behind a woman! In my opinion, you surely used despicable and shameless methods to defeat Tian Wu."

"City Governor Feng, I’m sorry. My son…" City Governor Zhong looked at Feng Wu Dao and had an apologetic expression.

"There’s no harm done." Feng Wu Dao waved his hand and said indifferently, "Let the juniors solve their own problems… If one want’s to become a great person, then one can’t avoid experiencing some suffering on the path of growth."

City Governor Zhong was stunned and a bad premonition arose within his heart. He looked at his son, wanting to stop him.

But unfortunately, he was still too late.