The Tong family's greatest income came from selling such equipment. In the past, Master had never taken a fancy to this industry, but this time, he was actually going to openly snatch business from the Tong family.
Gao Feng was like a worried old man. He wanted to persuade his master, but he didn't know how.
Tong Liang's eyes were filled with admiration. "Tsk, as expected of the man I swore to follow."
Gao Feng said, "You're a creep."
Not only did he not help persuade Master, but he also dragged him down.
"Are you cursing me?"
Gao Feng felt a gust of cold wind. He was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. "How would I dare?"
However, Yi Juncheng had already silently marked him. His fake smile made Gao Feng find an excuse and quickly escape from the video call.
Gao Feng was not like Tong Liang. His current aptitude was not at the level where he could enter Lanca, so Tong Liang always teased him about it.
