"Shangguan Feng, do you think this old man has lost his wits? Shut up! If you dare to say another word, this old man will kill you on the spot."
As soon as these words were spoken, Shangguan Feng and the others were even more silent as the grave. At this time, Gu Feng's gaze swept over the other four people and finally landed on the white-haired elder.
"Lin Zhen, you speak."
The white-haired elder holding a sword glanced at Shangguan Feng, whose face had turned pale. He gritted his teeth and said, "Respected Gang Leader, tonight, Vice Gang Leader Shangguan ordered us to set up a Banquet of Hongmen here to surround and assassinate Li Feiyu attending the banquet."
With these words, footsteps sounded outside the hall. Li Zhihe waved his hand to signal the Cyan Cloud Army to wait outside, then strode into the hall with the majestic gait of a tiger and dragon, dressed in a light green official robe with a tiger head design.
