As the elevator doors slowly closed, the empty corridor on the seventeenth floor once again fell into deathly silence.
Liu Hao stood alone where he was, his face ashen.
Humiliation!
An unprecedented sense of humiliation and frustration weighed on his chest like a massive boulder, nearly suffocating him!
He had thought himself exceptionally clever.
He had wanted to report prostitution and have the police burst in, forcibly ruining Jiang Che's time with his stunning ex-wife...
But even if someone beat him to death, he never would have expected the Jiangnan City police to handle cases in such an absurd manner!
They had already arrived at the scene, yet they did not even dare knock on the door and see what was happening inside!
"Damn it! A bunch of useless trash! Good-for-nothing trash!"
Liu Hao clenched his fists, consumed by a state of utterly powerless rage.
He stared fixedly at the tightly shut door at the end of the corridor, his chest heaving violently, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
After the anger came a long period of hesitation and painful struggle.
The trusted lackeys he had brought with him had already been taken away by the police...
What... was he supposed to do now?
Was he supposed to charge over there alone, kick open the door to Room 1707, and forcibly interrupt Jiang Che and Lu Xinyi?
At that thought, Liu Hao's foot, which had just taken half a step forward, froze stiffly in midair.
He hesitated...
Reason frantically tugged at his nerves.
He already knew full well about Jiang Che's terrifying identity as Jiangzhou's Number One Young Master.
If he barged in without a care, would that not be courting death?!
Around a top young master with influence everywhere, he did not believe there would be no terrifying martial arts