The slippery blue-brick wall was seeping with mildew, and rainwater formed trickles on the puddled stone slabs.
Puddles reflected the distant fragments of streetlamp light.
Two people faced each other in the alley.
"Are you crazy?"
Fang Qingyu was first surprised, then puzzled, finally looking silently at the other party.
He had considered many possibilities.
The mixed martial arts fighter whom he had previously beaten up badly, or people from the Le You Commerce Association seeking revenge after Fang Qingyu rejected them.
In a more absurd twist, his biological parents' family from this life might send someone to kill him.
But what he hadn't considered was...
The person opposite him was Ying Kai!!
Both disciples of the Martial Arts Hall, the other party must clearly understand that Fang Qingyu had at least restrained two parts of his power with the Mountain Pressing technique that evening.
