The car sped down the highway, with Pi Da still in a state of exhilaration.
Having witnessed Pang Feng's demeanor with his own eyes, Pi Da felt that he had truly lived a dog's life these past years. Not to mention himself, even Brother Ying, the so-called leader of the paddle handlers and the head of the province's underworld, was nothing but a fart.
Wealthy figures across six provinces of the Central Plains and Grandmaster-level powerhouses like Cui Jinshi stood in the living room for over three hours just to catch a glimpse of Pang Feng, without a single complaint. On the contrary, they were all as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, utterly thrilled.
There were more than just a few people who longed to meet Doctor Pang. At the little South-North Restaurant, "Doctor Pang" was without parallel for the moment, and the people venerating Doctor Pang formed a long line on the street, all just hoping to catch a glimpse of Pang Feng.