The photo that the assistant brought was still on the floor. Wang Lu stared at it in a daze. He couldn't help his body trembling in fear, and he couldn't help his hands forming into tight fists.
He remembered that he had done what he could just for the man in the photo was dead. If the man in the photograph turned out to be him now, could that mean that all his efforts were in vain?
"G-get that photo away from me. Now!"
Wang Lu's voice started to stammer, but when he shouted his order at the assistant, his voice roared in the room, surprising him.
"Y-yes, Mr. Wang Lu."
The assistant quickly picked up the photo from the floor and had put it inside the folder. He then gave his boss another bow as he exited his office, closing the door so he could leave him alone.
Wang Lu stood up from his seat. He then walked to and fro in his office as he frustratingly bit his lip, feeling uneasy with what he had heard from his assistant.
