C364 Tian Jun's Choice

"Let's sit and talk," Tian Jun suggested.

Huang Feng took a seat next to him. Just then, the bartender placed a glass of wine in front of Huang Feng, who gave it a cursory glance. Having frequented bars, he was aware of the cost—not cheap, but not exorbitantly priced either.

"Brother Biao is dead!" blurted out Tian Jun. Since their last encounter