Chairman Mao truly doesn't know how to waste time. The respected chairman brought the entire crew to the interrogation room from the conference room.
When Chairman Mao said that an old friend was waiting for him, Shen Yuan already had an idea. No acquaintance or close friend staying in this holding facility comes to his mind. But someone who makes his blood boil with hate and murderousness? There is someone available near the vicinity.
Shen Yuan looked at the other side of the one-way mirror where a rectangular steel-gray table and chairs were seen— waving at him in his imagination.
"Are you sure I'll be doing this?" Shen Yuan smugly raised an eyebrow at Chairman Mao Huanlong. His eyes fleetingly gave a side eye to other people who came with them. Given the place and the hint, the celestial fox spirit is particular in that Chairman Mao wants him to show how he would squeeze information out of that captured terrorist.
