In the afternoon, a session of satiation and digestion.
Followed by the sweat of hard work, rigorously training Power.
Not until around three or four in the afternoon did Chen Feng walk out of the Martial Arts Hall, leaving with the waiting Lin Hao.
"Remember to take that piece of silver steel when we go to the club later."
"Your friend helped me out a lot yesterday, let's not talk about money."
Lin Hao said generously with a smile, quickly starting the vehicle and driving onto the road.
Chen Feng did not put on airs; the price of silver steel far exceeded that of Flying Copper, and he truly didn't have the money to buy it now.
Saving where possible, as for the indebtedness, reciprocity was key.
Suddenly, vehicles drove by on the road, with crowds of pedestrians intermingling non-stop.
Half an hour later, the blue sedan came to the vicinity of Guangming District again, reaching the mall.
