The saying that birds fly separately in the face of disaster is really true.
Knowing Wen Xinghui was in trouble, Master Liu, who once surrounded him like a bootlicker, fled faster than anyone else.
"I will not let you off easily after this ordeal."
If he wanted to overcome this crisis, he had to find Chen Yu.
He took a few minutes to mentally prepare himself.
Taking a deep breath, Wen Xinghui picked up his phone and dialed Chen Yu's number.
When the call connected, Wen Xinghui went straight to the point. "Chen Yu, I was wrong in the previous matter. State your conditions."
"What will it take for you to let me go?"
"Mr. Wen, I don't understand what you mean. What did you do wrong?"
"Was it the method of taking over a bird's nest like a cuckoo?" Chen Yu asked in a sarcastic tone. "Or, was it viciously invading other people's Feng Shui treasure land to enhance your luck?"
