Old Feng hesitated but he still came to see the club's owner.
Miss. Maid pulled out a chair and he sat down anxiously.
"Is… this a dream?" Old Feng said subconsciously.
Luo Qiu waved his hand to ask You Ye to avoid. Then he said, "You can regard it as a dream, a real dream. Of course, it's all up to you whether it can come true or not."
Old Feng raised his head. He looked around the club's lobby from the left side to the right side. Realizing there were many strange decorations, he finally looked at the mysterious man in front of him.
He showed a forced smile and said, "I believe in karma since a long time ago. Now I',m certain I'm correct upon coming here."
"Why?" Luo Qiu wondered that what he was thinking as a person whose whole life will be spent in prison.
Old Feng sighed, "Thirty-five years ago… I made a big mistake when I was young. But I didn't have the courage to face it and chose to escape. I thought I could… I ran away and hid for a short period."
