At such a critical moment, any unknown characters should be regarded with caution, especially given that the other party had brought men to surround the docks early in the morning, clearly no well-wishers.
"Feng Duozhu, do you recognize Han Wenxin?" Luo Yan asked with a smile.
Feng Yixian feigned ignorance and denied, "I have never heard of this name, naturally, I don't know such a person."
"Is that so? But I think Feng Duozhu must recognize him, and you've even had some rather unpleasant dealings with him."
Luo Yan pulled a scroll of paper from his sleeve, unrolled it in front of Feng Yixian, revealing a portrait.
"This man is Han Wenxin. He was attacked and seriously wounded in broad daylight on White Water Street in the western part of the city just yesterday by a group of assassins. According to the testimonies of many passersby present, the leader of these assassins used two Light Axes as weapons."
