บท 977: So It’s Young Master Feng

"Young Master, please drink some tea while I go and get the President." The manager signalled for a servant to serve tea as he retreated.

Feng Jiu tapped her fingers on the table lightly with one hand and made a gurgling noise. She looked around the room and felt two distinct breaths. The corners of her lips twitched.

Cloud Devouring was sprawled by her feet, unmoving, obedient like a kitten. After the servant served the tea, he left. The living room was empty and quite quiet. 

She took a sip of tea while she waited. Not long after, she saw the manager leading a middle aged man into the room.

"Young Master, this is the President of our underground market." The manager introduced and retreated to the side.

From the moment the middle-aged man walked into the room, he was already looking Feng Jiu up and down. He knew who the person was with just a glance. Although he was pleasantly surprised, he was also confused, why was the Ghost Doctor here?