Gao Bancheng's eyes instantly reddened. He could not believe what he was seeing.
His father, the richest man in North Mang, the legend who had single-handedly founded the Fortune Commerce Association, a fat man weighing over three hundred pounds, had actually been reduced to this ghastly state.
Now he finally understood why his father refused to see anyone.
Li You and the others were equally shocked. This was Gao Shanhe, the richest man in North Mang? How had he ended up like this!?
Bai Ye's brow furrowed slightly. He had intended to ask Gao Shanhe about the Forbidden Domain, but judging by his current state, Gao Shanhe had probably gone mad.
Perhaps the shadows cast by everyone crowding around the little window had caught Gao Shanhe's attention.
Suddenly!
The skeletal Gao Shanhe lunged toward the door.
Bang!
The door shuddered slightly, and a hideous, skin-and-bones face pressed against the glass of the little window.
Those bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at everyone, filled with terror and madness!
His breath fogged the glass, and his lips kept moving, as though he were trying to tell them something.
"Uncle Qian! Open the door! I need to go in and see my dad!" Gao Bancheng frantically twisted the handle, but the door was locked tight and would not open.
"This room's soundproofing is that good? What is Chairman Gao saying?" Xiao Yi frowned deeply, watching Gao Shanhe's lips and trying to work out his words.
"Don't listen!!" Chief Steward Qian's voice thundered, startling everyone.
Before they could react-whoosh!
A figure in a golden Tang suit appeared before the door like a ghost. An aged hand pulled sharply, and a panel immediately covered the little window, blocking everyone's view.
After doing all this, a flicker of terror crossed Chief Steward Qian's eyes, as though he