Even several top executives beside Ye Zonghan were angry; who could endure being cursed at? They considered themselves superiors with their own pride.
Ye Zonghan retorted, "Elder Brother Yi, this is where you're in the wrong. We executives haven't done anything to let either of you down."
Nothng?
Bulls*t!
Leading people to their doom without a shred of conscience.
"Let me ask you, what on earth is going on with the Ling Mansion?" Elder Yi flew into a rage, overturning the teacups and fruit basket beside him.
"That business with the Ling Mansion is a long story. It wasn't my decision alone, and you shouldn't be panicking just because something happened to them, should you?" Ye Zonghan asked in return.
Elder Yi sneered, Heh!
"I'll go your damn—do you know, do you know that the King of Hell has a massive connection to the Ling Mansion?!" Elder Yi could no longer hold back; he had had enough.
Ye Zonghan froze, and then his legs began to tremble.
Really or fake?
"Elder Brother Yi must be joking."
Ye Zonghan was a bit incredulous, but still covered in sweat, thinking to himself that so many days had already passed and the King of Hell hadn't made a single move.
"Joking? Now you know why this old man is so angry! Because Ouyang Xiu and I have both met the King of Hell! What do you think?!"
As soon as Elder Yi uttered those words, Ye Zonghan opposite him was shocked dumb, his two legs shaking non-stop...
The few top executives nearby vaguely overheard a bit, and they wore the exact same expression, all thinking to themselves...
We're done for!
We're done for!
This time we've courted death!
"Hey, hey, are you still listening?" Elder Yi asked.
"I'm... I'm... I'm..." Ye Zonghan stammered