Soon, the car arrived outside Xiong Ba's Prestige Club. Xiong Ba went to park, leaving Yang Qi to walk toward the club alone.
The club's decor was extravagantly luxurious, and its surrounding environment was excellent. It truly matched the style of someone like Xiong Ba. In the parking lot were only high-end vehicles, the cheapest of which were worth at least two or three million. Less luxurious cars, worth only a few hundred thousand, wouldn't have dared to park here.
"Hey, isn't that Yang Qi?"
Just before he could enter the club, Yang Qi saw a man and a woman walking out. It was Li Qiutong and Zhang Peng. The one who spoke was Zhang Peng.
"So it's you two." Yang Qi glanced at Zhang Peng. "You were the one behind what happened to Zhang Xiaoduo, weren't you?"
