In the clubhouse lobby, Lin Mu sat in a chair. Composed and calm, his gaze steady, his frame upright, he was like a king on his throne, looking down upon all beings in the world.
Meanwhile, Master Feng, whose name shook Harbor Island, could only crouch on the ground, kneeling before Lin Mu like a dog. His face was filled with shock, and his heart pounded with fear. He also felt an extreme hatred for Yan Yu. This idiot! Of all the people to provoke, he had to offend this god of death!
Yan Yu was stunned. Gawking at his master kneeling on the floor, his mind reeled.
"Master, what's wrong?" Yan Yu asked blankly. "Weren't you supposed to kill him? Why are you kneeling before him?"
"You fool, shut your damned mouth!" Feng Chen turned his head and roared. "Are you trying to get me killed?!"
Feng Chen rarely lost his temper, but when he did, it signified immense fury. When Master Feng of Harbor Island got angry, people died.
