The Sea Shark Gang members retreated like a black, turbid current ebbing with the tide, quickly disappearing beyond the gate and leaving behind only a murderous aura that had yet to dissipate.
"Hahaha! A renowned master truly did produce an outstanding pupil. Hall Master Zhou, your disciple is remarkable!"
As soon as the Sea Shark Gang members left, a booming laugh tinged with oily charm rang out. The Grain Transport Gang's leader, Guo Yan, came over with a folding fan in hand, surrounded by his subordinates and beaming from ear to ear.
He first cupped his hands toward Zhou Jingfeng, then turned his gaze to Chen Yue and looked him up and down, clicking his tongue in admiration. "Brother Chen Yue, that fight today truly opened my eyes! So young, yet already so skilled and courageous. Your future is boundless!
"You must come visit the Grain Transport Gang sometime. Let me play host and give you a proper welcome!"
"You're too kind, Chief Guo. My disciple was merely lucky." Zhou Jingfeng returned Guo Yan's salute, his tone polite but distant.
He naturally knew that Guo Yan was currying favor now because he saw Chen Yue's potential and hoped to use this chance to draw closer to Iron Mountain Hall and jointly oppose the Sea Shark Gang.
But he had no desire to become deeply embroiled in the struggle between the Grain Transport Gang and the Sea Shark Gang.
Guo Yan seemed not to hear the distance in Zhou Jingfeng's words. Instead, he grew even more enthusiastic. Folding his fan, he laughed, "Hall Master Zhou, you're far too modest! Seeing the Sea Shark Gang's arrogance get checked makes me happy! And on top of that, we won a thousand taels of silver off that old rascal Tang Qizheng. What a double