C220 Not Honest

Zhao Wenqing was even more cowardly than he looked. He wasn't as tough as the mountain and river he drew.

"Young Master Ling, I feel wronged about this."

The two of them understood the underlying meaning. Ling Feng waved his hand and asked someone to bring a chair over.

After Zhao Wenqing sat down, he nodded his head and thanked Ling Feng