"Lei Hu?"
Lin Yi recognized the man before him.
The fist he had raised mid-air, he now lowered.
Lei Hu nodded. "Boss, it's me... Shh, this isn't a place for names!"
"Come on, let's talk somewhere else!"
Lei Hu had a secretive air about him.
He turned and walked off in another direction.
Lin Yi glanced at him, then at the two followers trailing behind.
He wasn't worried about Lei Hu pulling any tricks or leading him into an ambush.
He simply followed Lei Hu and his men.
They walked for over a hundred meters.
Only then did Lei Hu stop. The moment he turned around...
...a journal had appeared in his hand.
The journal looked ancient, its cover tattered and yellowed with age.
It had to be at least a decade or two old.
"Boss, this journal has been passed down in my Lei Family!"
"It records the training method for the Golden Light Fist. Take it and have a look!"
Lin Yi was taken aback, but he took the journal.
