Rescue Was No Easy Task

At the waiter's words, Han Feng sprang to his feet and was about to rush outside, but Pan Long grabbed him.

"Even if you want to watch the commotion, you should eat first." He disguised his warning with those words while giving Han Feng a pointed look.

Pan Long: This is their territory. Whatever you want to do, don't let anyone see through you!

Han Feng: Saving people is like fighting a fire!

Pan Long: There's no "saving people is like fighting a fire" here. It's been at least a day since Black Wolf Stronghold seized them. Whatever they plan to do with their captives, they've already decided. One meal won't make a difference!

Han Feng: I can't eat!

Pan Long: Eat anyway. Wolf it down in a few bites if you have to, but don't let anyone see how much you care about them!

Helpless, Han Feng lowered his head and concentrated on his food. Pan Long asked the waiter, "What happened to the martial arts instructor who escaped?"

"What do you mean?" Han Feng was trying to focus on eating, but he couldn't help asking.

The waiter said, "If the authorities could deal with Black Wolf Stronghold, they'd have done it long ago. The Sky Chief Gang has the strength, but the lawful and the outlaw worlds keep to their own sides. However far their reach extends, they can't stretch a hand onto Great Crow Mountain."

"Does Chief Han not even respect Old Master He?" Pan Long asked.

The waiter shook his head. "Chief Han would certainly show Old Master He respect. But what standing does the Sun Family have to ask Old Master He to intervene?"

He sighed. "Old Master He is getting on in years and doesn't have much time left. Chief Han, though, is in