"Heh, Situ Feng, you think I'm going to lose? Lose to a bitch? You're overestimating Lin Yafei. This is Beijing, not some Jin City," Wang Wei laughed heartily upon hearing this.
"Wang Wei, to be honest, if you keep being so sentimental, you're going to die," Situ Feng said gravely.
"Is that so?"
Wang Wei nodded without dissent and said, "Situ Feng, watch carefully. I'll let you know that Lin Yafei, whom you hold in such high regard, is no match for me."
"Is that so? I'll be watching with interest."
Upon hearing Wang Wei's words, Situ Feng smiled and said nothing more.
The whole of the Sky Dragon Club fell into silence once again. Not a soul spoke, all eyes were on the entrance, waiting for Lin Yafei to arrive.
Meanwhile, outside the Sky Dragon Club, a black sedan glided silently from a distance and came to a stop at the grand entrance.
