C75 Torture

Meng Po entered the room and glanced at Xiao Feng standing by the bed, offering a slight smile. "Greetings, Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Feng nodded, striking a balance between warmth and formality.

"I'm curious, Senior, what brings you to me? I can't recall any quarrels with the Ghost Market."

Fengluo returned the smile, his eyes appraising Xiao Feng