C933 In the Midst of the Conspiracy

Feng Changtian maintained his usual calm demeanor, slowly turning to watch Gongsun Hong's retreating figure, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Didn't hurt yourself, did you, Mr. Gongsun?"

Gongsun Hong clenched his fists, trying to ignore the pain in his shoulder. He paused, letting out a cold snort with his back to Feng Changtian, then continued to storm out