Chapter 636 – Mu-Nyang's Uprising
Divine Theocracy Earth, Pangu Incorporate, CEO Room
On the top floor of a modern skyscraper in Beijing, the long-haired man in a suit, Pan Xian, slowly opened his cold eyes. His face was ashen, and his back was drenched in sweat.
"Even though I've foreseen this, the backlash of losing Great Dao Realm still hurts like hell. Dammit, Mu-Nyang!"
Pan Xian vomited dark blood to the black wooden table. His laptop and coffee cup was splatted by the dark blood.
His trembling hand reached for a piece of wet tissue. He slowly wiped his mouth while he circulated his Qi to burn the trace and cells of his blood without harming the furniture.
As Pan Xian was struggling to clean up his mess, his secretary phoned him.
"Sir, the Security Director Mr. Miao Damao has left a message for you."
