C646 You're Getting Yourself Killed

In the middle of the night, a figure of a Grandmaster suddenly flashed in front of the Feng family's villa.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, he threw a dart.

The dart nailed itself to the door of the villa with a dull sound.

It was already late at night, and in the hall, Fong Tiejun was still awake. Fong Rongguang was drinking tea with him.

"Hmm?"

Fong Rongguang, as an Internal Energy Martial Cultivator