The image of Lin Feng effortlessly subduing Guo Han with nothing more than a single pinky finger still replayed in Lu Ben's mind.
Even now, Lu Ben could not fully understand what he had witnessed. Guo Han was not weak.
Among the mercenaries of their guild he could easily rank among the stronger fighters.
And yet in front of Lin Feng he had been completely powerless.
"Good is rewarded with good, and evil with evil," Lu Ben muttered quietly.
He was not a saint, and neither was Guo Han. The two of them had walked a bloody path for years.
They had taken jobs that ordinary people would never dare to accept.
Lu Ben understood very clearly that men like them rarely ended their lives peacefully.
One day their actions would catch up to them.
Perhaps this was simply the beginning of Guo Han's reckoning.
Lu Ben let out a slow breath and looked at the unconscious man lying on the bed.
