"…"
A heavy pressure that seemed impossible to defend against bore down on everyone on the cloud platform.
At this moment, Gao Shiyuan's death seemed like a trivial matter. Everyone's attention was focused on Wang Shizhong, the head of the secretariat and a person who held a high position.
The soldiers looked up and placed their hands on the hilts of their sabers.
Wang Shu looked at the white-haired old man in shock.
On the other hand, Wang Shizhong struggled to maintain a neutral expression. However, his expression looked unnatural and stiff. "Senior Lu, you're joking, right?"
"Do I look like someone who likes to joke?" Lu Zhou asked.
Wang Shizhong's expression froze. "Just because of Ji Liang?"
"Just because of Ji Liang."
Neigh!
