Let's kill him!

Bai Lung's fingers tightened around the wine cup, the porcelain creaking under the strain. "You seem to know an awful lot, old man. How is it that a lowly fugitive like yourself has gained such...insight?"

Xiao Feng let out a raspy chuckle, taking another languid sip of the wine. "Hmph, you think I've spent all these years hiding from the law without learning a few tricks?" He leaned back in his chair, studying Bai Lung with a calculating gaze, ready to strike a fatal move If needed.

Bai Lung's jaw tightened, his frustration mounting.

This geezer was proving far more perceptive than he'd anticipated.

"If you know so much, then you must realize the kind of power I possess. The power that could make your wildest dreams of freedom a reality,"