Ling Feng noticed that his opponent was no longer daring to provoke him, and with a cold sneer, he turned and left.
The soldiers exchanged glances as they watched him leave, but nobody said a word.
Walking casually down the street, Ling Feng strolled like an ordinary person, but his eyes were secretly observing, trying to identify which building was the lair of the two organizations.
After walking a few hundred meters, a large tavern appeared ahead, the signboard displaying three large characters. Since they weren't in Huaxia script, Ling Feng didn't know what they meant.
However, the place seemed to have good business, bustling with people coming and going.
Ling Feng thought this kind of place might be suitable for gathering information, so he made his way over.
Just as he reached the entrance, a smiling waiter greeted him warmly: "Welcome, please come inside. Welcome to Spring Water Hall!"
"Hmm?"
