Jiang Feng looked at Jing Wuming, who was on the verge of collapse, and gave a playful smile, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"By the way, what exactly do you owe the Qi Family? Why do you work for them?"
"Everyone has their own secrets."
Jing Wuming shook his head and sighed: "From the moment I came to Binhai to find you, I've already repaid my debts to the Qi Family. From now on, I have nothing to do with them."
Jiang Feng nodded: "That's good."
Jing Wuming's lips twitched, wanting to say something but didn't.
He sensed that with Jiang Feng's power, the Qi Family definitely wouldn't be let off easily.
But how exactly the debts would be settled was beyond his guessing.
The atmosphere was somewhat unbearable for a moment.
After a lengthy pause, Jiang Feng calmly stood up and said, "Take care, I'm leaving."
"Wait!"
Jing Wuming suddenly opened his eyes, staring at him intensely.
"What's up?"
"Was the previous medical fee paid by you?"
"Planning to repay me?"
