The atmosphere in the recovery room grew heavy and strange.
Steward Qian silently drew a golden smoking pipe from behind his back and gripped it tightly.
His other hand remained behind him, mere centimeters from the alarm button beside the hospital bed.
His gaze stayed fixed on Bai Ye and the others, his brow slightly furrowed.
The leader of the Zodiac, Future's Child, Magic Hand, the Sword Wielder...
Each had a higher bounty than the last, and their strength followed the same pattern.
He had thought today's visit was about expressing gratitude. Instead, they had come to force the chairman out!
Feeling Steward Qian's piercing gaze, Xiao Yi and the others glanced discreetly at Bai Ye, as though asking, Brother Ye, when do we make our move?
Just as the atmosphere began to freeze, Gao Bancheng snapped out of his daze. He waved his hands frantically, stumbling over his words. "What do you mean, I've grown up? Don't go insinuating things! And stop looking at me like that. It really wasn't me!"
He wanted to cry, but no tears came. This was mud in his pants-whether it was shit or not, everyone would think it was.
Gao Shanhe had already dismissed his suspicions, but Bai Ye's demand that he step down left him unsure whether Gao Bancheng had orchestrated the whole thing after all.
Gao Shanhe gave Gao Bancheng a doubtful look. Could I really have misjudged him? Is this little bastard the most calculating and ruthless of my four children?
After a moment's thought, he suddenly smiled. "Son, you did well."
Gao Bancheng froze. "You believe it wasn't me now?"
Gao Shanhe shook his head with a smile. "With this level of cunning and resourcefulness, I believe you truly have what it takes to lead the association."
Gao Bancheng