"Who?"
Upon hearing a strange noise, Hong Jizi and Zhu Fei couldn't help but turn around, with Hong Jizi even letting out a loud shout.
"Tsk tsk, Brother Hong, it's been a long time. It seems your aura is as imposing as ever."
Before Hong Jizi and Zhu Fei could see the situation clearly, a sarcastic voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Then they saw a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks, short and skinny, walking in with two strangers.
Beside them, Chen Tianxing was clutching his abdomen, his face pale.
"Tianxing! What happened to you?"
Suddenly seeing Chen Tianxing's current state, Zhu Fei's eyes narrowed sharply.
He had already noticed that Chen Tianxing was clearly injured, which instinctively made Zhu Fei look towards Hong Jizi.
"Brother Hong, may I ask, in the Pill Conference, can others arbitrarily make a move against someone?"
