As the wooden door of the hall opened, Zhong Wannian and the others hiding inside were suddenly caught in Mo Zifeng's view!
"Grandpa Zhong?"
Mo Zifeng's head buzzed instantly. As one of the Qingyang Five Tigers, he certainly knew Zhong Wannian.
And Zhong Wannian was also stunned, and couldn't help but say, "Mo Zifeng, how come you're here?"
"Could it be that all of this was done by you?!"
"Grandpa Zhong, this—"
Mo Zifeng's face turned gloomy, completely unable to explain.
Chen Xiaobei quickly said, "Elder Zhong, right before dealing with Black Panther, he told me Mo Zifeng is the person in charge here, and that group of wicked Taoists now seems very likely to be their buyers. In short, they are very dangerous, you must not hesitate just because you know Mo Zifeng!"
"Doctor Chen, you underestimate me. I'm wearing an official uniform with the national emblem on my head. Not to mention him, even if it's my own son, he can't do such outrageous and immoral things!"
