This brazen, dead-pig-unafraid-of-boiling-water attitude instantly enraged Shen Yuanbao.
Slap!
He smashed the armrest of his chair to pieces and growled, "Second, what do you mean by this? Are you planning to throw down the burden and quit, shrink back at the critical moment, and become a deserter?"
The many heirs were sprayed with Shen Yuanbao's spittle until their hearts trembled in fear.
But Shen Yuhe had never held much hope of ascending the Throne of Power of the Shen family and Cosmos Group.
As the saying went, "He who desires nothing is unyielding." He had nothing to fear.
"It's not that I want to throw down the burden and quit. It's just that my abilities are limited, and I don't know how I'm supposed to do it."
Shen Yuhe spread his hands and fearlessly met Shen Yuanbao's gaze.
If he was the mastermind behind this assassination, then at the very least, his acting skills were unquestionably the finest among all the heirs.
"Sounds like you feel rather wronged?"
Shen Yuanbao said coldly, "Let me teach you how it should be done—there are plenty of rats in our family's pharmaceutical factories, lining their own pockets and sacrificing the public good for private gain. That's a fact, isn't it? Drag every last one of them out! Find one, kill one. Kill until everyone's liver and gallbladder tremble. I refuse to believe there are really people who want money but not their lives!
"Damn it, do they really think that just because the Monster War is over, I, Shen, can no longer lift a blade?"
"I'm already doing that."
Shen Yuhe said blandly, "Since the Xinhui Trading Building incident erupted, three members of management in our pharmaceutical division have committed suicide out of guilt, while two have disappeared. Oh, and one person in