C177 Reclusive Martial Arts
Zhao Feng kept the phone in his pocket and rushed to the west side of the street.
The Forever Harmony Association's headquarters was in the western region, not too far away, about half an hour's walk away.
Even though it was only ten minutes, Zhao Feng did not want to take a taxi. He had a complicated feeling as he slowly walked forward.
It was eight thirty in the evening
