Ye Wudao gently closed the door, sat down across from Liu Jin, and looked at him calmly. "Can we talk now?"
Liu Jin licked his lips and swallowed. Forcing himself to stay calm, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Go ahead. Ask."
He didn't believe Ye Wudao would dare kill him here!
This was the Sea City Public Security Bureau headquarters. It might not be as heavily guarded as the Demon Slayer Garrison, but it was no ordinary place.
Every floor had surveillance cameras. Ye Wudao had walked in from outside, so the cameras must have caught him.
If he dared to openly kill a deputy director at the Public Security Bureau headquarters, the Demon Slayer Guard wouldn't sit idly by.
He believed Ye Wudao wasn't a fool. If he'd cultivated to the Xiantian Realm, he surely understood the consequences.
But what shocked him was that Ye Wudao looked less than twenty. He barely even had any stubble on his upper lip.
In other words, he hadn't even finished growing!
A Xiantian Realm expert at such a young age? How could the Ye Family have cast aside a genius like him?
Hadn't that old bastard Ye Haipeng always wanted a genius grandson to take over the Ye Family?
Otherwise, why would Ye Haipeng have gone out of his way to curry favor with the Li Family?
Ye Wudao glanced at Liu Jin and raised an eyebrow. Liu Jin really did have nerves of steel. He knew Ye Wudao had come looking for trouble, yet he was still this composed.
After all those years as a deputy director, he hadn't held the position for nothing.
Ye Wudao asked quietly, "Was my mother's car accident an accident, or was it deliberate?"
Liu Jin narrowed his eyes. He'd known Ye Wudao