Xu Yang furrowed his brow.
With the situation as it was, it was indeed tricky to handle.
While the two were discussing, Hu Jialang had already arrived at another hotel and changed into another set of clothes.
Truth be told, Hu Jialang was still feeling a bit scared now.
Not because he was afraid of getting arrested by the police.
He knew that since he hadn't actually accomplished his deed, the problem wasn't that serious.
What really scared him was the axe that had nearly cleaved into his forehead.
If he had been hit, he would've been done for.
He was a third-generation rich kid with more money than he could spend and his whole life ahead of him. If he had died like that, it would have been extremely frustrating.
