President Luo had no time to react.
An immensely powerful grip seized his collar!
Then the window was shoved open with a crash!
First, he felt the cold wind whipping past his ears!
President Luo was lifted off his feet, half his body shoved out the window!
The noise outside instantly pierced his eardrums: traffic, horns, wind, and his own heartbeat, which seemed to have lodged in his throat!
President Luo went white with terror. He frantically grabbed the man's hand. "Don't!"
His heart clenched. A dizzying drop lay behind him, and his legs went weak with fear.
The man holding him was Feng Ze. President Luo pleaded over and over, "Don't! Don't let go!"
Feng Ze's face was utterly expressionless. He looked down at Luo Xuan, his striking, aggressive features radiating an overwhelming sense of menace.
He pressed down on President Luo, forcing half his body out the window.
If he wanted, all he had to do was let go, and President Luo would fall.
Feng Ze glanced back, his gaze lingering on the red marks on Tao Zhiyan's neck for half a second.
Then he lifted his eyes to meet Tao Zhiyan's and said slowly, "Tell your master what you want done to him."
At those words, President Luo understood instantly.
Clutching Feng Ze's wrist, he looked at Tao Zhiyan and begged for mercy. "I was wrong, Butler Tao. I really was!"
Whether because of the roaring wind or his sheer terror, President Luo's voice grew several times louder.
"I just-I just lost my head for a moment!"
"Let me go, please, Butler Tao! Please be the bigger person and forgive me!"
Tao Zhiyan took half a step forward, coming to Feng Ze's side.
He looked down at President Luo and raised his brows pitifully. "But... I'm pretty