At this moment, Zhong Tianlong's demeanor in front of Chen Feng was like that of a dog trying to please its master.
Yes, just like a dog.
If he had a tail, it would surely wag right then and there.
There was nothing else he could do.
At this moment, Zhong Tianlong dared not think of anything else, his only thought was how to save his own life.
As for dignity and status, he had tossed it all aside from his mind.
This scene had stunned the bodyguards, as well as Zhou Xiaodong and the others.
As a major figure in Coastal's underworld with influence in both the dark and the light, Zhou Xiaodong and the others naturally recognized Zhong Tianlong, not to mention the group of bodyguards.
They spent years following Zhong Tianlong, well aware of his usual imposing aura; wherever he went, people bowed and fawned over him with flattering faces.
But now, the situation had completely reversed; Zhong Tianlong was like a grandson in front of Chen Feng, not daring to put on any airs.
