Long Yun was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hands, opening his mouth, then bitterly closing it again.
The words he'd been so adamant about before, claiming Jiang Che was a traitor, were now stuck in his throat.
Jiang Che was powerful, able to send him flying with a single punch, but Long Yun wasn't afraid of Jiang Che.
He wasn't even afraid of Leng Feng.
Because in his eyes, neither of them was ruthless enough—Leng Feng liked reason, liked rules, and if Jiang Che ever made a move on him, Leng Feng would stop it and start preaching all his high-minded principles and rules.
Ren Fengxiang was different; this man had been through so much, no one dared talk to him about reason, rules, or the greater good of humanity.
Whatever he wanted to do, no one was willing, or brave enough, to stand in his way.
