Fa Heng

"For what reason have you called for me, Elder Chui?"

"Hehe, it was not me. It was the Young Alliance Leader who requested to see you, Head Chief. Head Chief, please wait a moment!" Elder Chui's round face suddenly became serious and somber.

Chu Li nodded his head.

A moment later, Han Fei opened the curtain and entered the restaurant, appearing in front of Chu Li.

Chu Li appraised him with surprise, laughing. "Brother Han, what happened? Did you get hurt?"

Han Fei's complexion was pale, his body frail. He waved his hands and sat across from Chu Li. "Let's not mention that."

Elder Chui carefully supported him.

Chu Li extended his hand and rested it on Han Fei's arm, frowning. "What overbearing inner energy! ...Who did this?!"

As Chu Li maneuvered the spiritual force inside, Han Fei felt his body warmth, and his expression shuddered.

Han Fei sighed. "I don't know his name, but he is a strong Bastard!"

"Only one person?"