Getting the chance to crush Su Chengyu in front of everyone in Lin Jiang city at such an important occasion was so thrilling to Shu Yu Ge.
She had lost her face at the bar the night before, a humiliation she had never known in her life.
All of this was Su Chengyu's doing. Why wouldn't Shu Yu Ge bear hatred towards him?
"Has the Dragon Soul agent arrived?" Shu Yu Ge asked.
"He set off from Jiangyang earlier this morning, so he should be almost here. Once we're in there, we'll lie low and wait for Dragon Soul to strike."
Having had a taste of Su Chengyu's strength, Han Cheng Yun wouldn't dare to confront him without any protection measures.
Shu Yu Ge, wearing a mask, entered the large convention hall together with Han Cheng Yun and took a seat at the very back, without drawing anyone's attention.
Time flew by, and by ten o'clock, the hall was bustling. The last row was filled with reporters.
