'How does this old man know so much?' The bandit was taken aback, not feeling that he had exposed anything.
He had just practiced a set of ordinary boxing in the courtyard, without causing any winds.
How did this old man come up with such a conclusion?
Could it be that he has seen through my identity as a notorious bandit?
The more the bandit thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and got caught up in a labyrinth of thoughts led by Zhang Feng's jumpy topics.
Moreover, what he was concerned about was being hunted down.
But before he could think more, before trying to walk away.
Zhang Feng quickly added as he shifted the topic: "You won't be short of money for sure.
Seeing as you have some grudges, when my friend arrives, maybe he can help you talk it out and dissolve this calamity.
The name of the Profound Cloud Sect should carry some weight in the court."
