The Yu Family really had such confidence.
Tang Fei paid no attention to Yu Bainian's bluster, his gaze falling on the small old man behind him.
The little old man was clad in a grey robe, with a goatee and a small round hat.
Thin and wiry, he was short in stature. It looked like a gust of wind could knock him over.
But when Tang Fei looked at him, he found that he couldn't lock onto his Qi.
Sometimes close, sometimes far, drifting unpredictably.
Like the wind, he was everywhere.
This was a master.
Feeling Tang Fei sizing him up, the little old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.
"Aren't you going to speak, gone mute?" Yu Bainian didn't wait for a response from Tang Fei, his arrogance growing as he threatened, "Choose whether you want to live or die."
Tang Fei looked at Yu Bainian and spoke, "Mr. Yu, you are implicated in a shooting incident and we need you to come to the Monitoring Bureau for an investigation..."
