The contemptuous tone of voice, as if they couldn't wait a second to reduce Diwu Zexuan to an ant, just to show how high above they were sitting here.
Diwu Zexuan paused in his step and slowly turned around, a cold and fierce light flashing through his enchanting eyes.
Walking back unhurriedly, he returned to his previous seat.
He kicked the chair away with his foot, and his striking figure stood leisurely in front of the conference table.
Hands in his pockets, he cast a cold glance at the people in the meeting room and hooked the corner of his mouth into a sneer.
"If your discussion is all about these low-level medical issues, and you're still complacent, thinking you're invincible in the world, then let me tell you what it means to have a frog's perspective from the bottom of a well."
