Chapter 499: Wang Yan's Office

Foshan Wudang Fist clashed with the opponent's leg techniques, he would be at a disadvantage. But if they traded punches, he might have a few chances of winning. At worst, he could hold on until his...wiping the spilled wine from the corner of his mouth with his suit jacket. He smiled and said: "Indeed, a fine wine. It perfectly quenches my thirst."Guo Zisheng stared dumbfounded at the man who had...