Fang Qingyu, however, remained unafraid.
He even leisurely brushed off a few drops of tea that had splashed onto his lapel.
Facing Da Lei's gaze that was almost spitting fire.
Fang Qingyu smiled.
"Want to know?"
He gently uttered three words.
"I'll take you."
"See for yourself, wouldn't that make everything clear?"
...
The sun was just right.
Bathing the streets of the Gray Rock District in the City of Injustice in a layer of warm gold.
Fang Qingyu walked briskly on the road back to the Cyan Dragon Gang headquarters, even humming a little tune out of key.
The exhaustion from last night's reception of the Invincible Technique seemed swept away by the morning breeze.
The touch of indifference from past hardships in his brows had also faded quite a bit.
Revealing the vibrant spirit of youth once again.
He was indeed in a good mood.
All morning today, he accompanied the livid-faced City Lord Da Lei to several places.
