Rainfall on the Mortal Realm flipped through the files faster and faster, his brows drawing tighter with every movement.
When he snorted coldly and started reading them from the beginning again, Leng Lie's icy severity had already spread across his face.
Perfect Baldhead felt a chill run through his whole body... Though he never made mistakes, even a well-behaved hamster in a cage would be scared stiff when it saw a cat ready to pounce, okay?
If not for the fact that the mess the Meng Family had caused was inseparable from Black Rose, why would he be sitting here as collateral damage?
He was just an honest construction worker who built walls! Why did he have to suffer through this?
Perfect Baldhead slowly slumped sideways into his sofa, his small body curled into a pitiful, desolate silhouette.
Xue Yunfeng did not hold it against him either.
This time, Baldhead truly had been caught in an undeserved disaster.
But his own business had grown so large that he should have understood long ago: when villains set their sights on you, they only looked at what you had. They would never reason with you.
At times like this, if you could strike back, then act swiftly and decisively.
If you could not win, then withdraw before the losses became too great... A gentleman could take revenge even ten years later; that saying existed for a reason.
People who played these crooked games would eventually run into a steel wall.
He stared steadily at Rainfall on the Mortal Realm... Although he had guessed a little about certain matters, Xue Yunfeng would not convict anyone based on his own speculation.
But he had retired, after all. There was a major difference between analyzing something himself and directly obtaining official military files.
Even if