He didn't care about the exposure of his identity as a member of the Taiping Heavenly Religion.
All he wanted now was revenge.
"This visit must have a purpose, Brother Lei. Tell me, and I'll help you with all my strength." Bao Pi took out a chilled beer from the fridge in the car and handed it over.
"My family elder is dead, my brother is dead too, both died at the same person's hands. I want revenge. Bao Pi, can you contact the masters in the sect? As long as they can help me, I'll pay whatever price they ask." Lu Lei asked.
"The elder and Lu Ting are dead?" Bao Pi was stupefied.
In his impression, the Lu family was a famous family in Hong Kong Island, and for Mr. Lu to die by someone else's hand was nothing short of extraordinary.
This was undoubtedly a magical thing.
"Yes."
