Lu Chengwen stared at Lin Jiangxian in shock.
"Elder Lin Jiangxian?!"
Lu Chengwen slapped his thigh. "You've finally come! How are you? Is your injury any better? Is it serious? I just managed to placate that traitor Old Zheng and send him away! I was just thinking about how to contact you and discuss what to do next."
"Hmph."
Lin Jiangxian walked in and coldly glanced at the tea set Old Zheng had used.
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said, "Martial Uncle, please sit. I'll get you a fresh tea set."
Lin Jiangxian said, "So that bastard Ming Disha came to the USA too?"
"Yeah." Lu Chengwen gritted his teeth. "Why the hell won't that hated bastard just die?"
Lin Jiangxian gave Lu Chengwen a contemptuous look. "There's no need to put on an act in front of me. I saw the state he was in when he saved you. So, you really knew nothing about the two hundred billion?"
"I knew absolutely nothing, Martial Uncle!"
Lu Chengwen said, "You were there for the transaction that day too. What kind of power do I have? In a foreign place like the USA, where I don't know anyone, I kidnapped the Elder Council Dean's eldest grandson? Am I really that capable? You didn't even dare get involved with that money. Would I dare make even the slightest unnecessary move?"
Lin Jiangxian said, "Old Zheng is only using you. You'd better keep a clear head."
"How could I not know that? You think I'd trust someone like him?" Lu Chengwen said. "I only went along with him to keep him steady. What can keep a profit-driven scumbag like that under control? Money! Martial Uncle, you really don't understand me. I'm actually an extremely loyal person, with a noble character and practically a moral obsession