On the top floor of the hotel opposite the river, Tang Boyang was still drinking as he admired the bustling night outside.
At the thought of someone reporting the situation to him, he could not help but laugh.
Tang Boyang played with the reagent in the small glass bottle in his hand and held the red wine glass in his hand as he remembered what Qi Wuxiu had said to him.
"As long as you can control the Huo family, what's the Qin family to you?"
This was a good thing Qi Wuxiu had sent him.
It could make people faint unconsciously and cause the illusion of natural death.
However…
Those juniors of the Qin family had indeed done their best for Old Master Qin and made the Qin family realize it too quickly.
Otherwise, Old Master Qin's corpse would be cold by now!
"How is it? Is it done?"
Qi Wuxiu called him.
"The Qin family hasn't issued an obituary yet. He's probably still breathing."
