In an instant, Wei Zhiyong was thrown out, hitting the ground, losing several teeth, blood pooling at the corner of his mouth.
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
"Alright, let's go."
Ren Feng said with indifference.
Long Yue's expression remained calm; she had witnessed such incidents too many times.
Seeing Ren Feng and Long Yue leave while Wei Zhiyong was unconscious, the bar patrons erupted, with some calling the police.
Ren Feng and Long Yue walked on the street; the night scene in the capital was as starless as elsewhere, surrounded by bustling cars and numerous couples ahead, the mall doors wide open, lively and bustling.
Long Yue didn't speak, Ren Feng walked beside her, but after a while, Long Yue suddenly spoke, "I want to go to that relic site."
"What?"
Ren Feng didn't react for a moment.
"I want to go to the relic site, the ancient relic site." Long Yue stopped and looked seriously at Ren Feng.
"The one Cyan Dragon talked about?"
"Correct."
