C866 Farewell

Thomson, who was standing under Jiang Feifan's feet, said to him in a low voice, stammering,

"Who... who are you..."

Jiang Feifan did not respond to Thomson after hearing what he said. He quietly moved his feet away from him.

He turned around and took out a business card from his pocket. He threw it at Thomson.

Thomson slowly reached out his trembling hand to take a look at the business card