Meanwhile, in another part of the city, the effects of Lin Feng's actions earlier that day were still sending ripples through those who had witnessed them.
"It seems like you've got another one of those cases, Zhang San," the old supervisor remarked, his aged eyes narrowing slightly as he looked over the situation.
"Are you going to be fine managing all of them, or do you require additional help?"
The man he addressed, an extremely large and heavyset figure, wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a confident grin.
"I'm good here, Master. I'll take care of everything," Zhang San said, patting his chest reassuringly. "I've handled situations like this before. I know exactly how to work the body and settle things properly."
On the surface, he appeared calm and experienced, the very image of someone in control.
But beneath that composed exterior, his thoughts were anything but steady.
It's that old monster Lin Feng again!
