The morning sunlight shone down, spilling onto Ren Feng's face.
The autumn sun also seemed bright as Ren Feng opened his eyes.
After getting up and freshening up, Ren Feng sat down and meditated for a while.
The contest with Yin Xingshui was not going to start until the day after tomorrow, but Ren Feng's mind didn't relax.
It wasn't against Yin Xingshui, but the conspiracy behind the event.
Yesterday, he had already asked Bai Ge and inquired about the situation in detail. From what he said, it seemed like there were experts mingled in the opposing group. Otherwise, could a few members of the Dragon Group face a group of ordinary South Korean youths?
This sensational event, no one had expected, still had an invisible hand pushing it from behind.
Ren Feng's gaze was cold. He was very aware that behind this China and South Korea medical duel, there was also organizational interference.
"Beheading Mercenary Corps?"
Ren Feng took out his phone and dialed Catherine's number.
