Upon hearing President Xiao finish that infuriating speech, Bai Xingfeng, at the other end of the line, hung up the phone immediately. His blatant disrespect and disregard made Bai Xingfeng, who had always thought highly of himself, both furious and resentful. He angrily slammed his phone to the ground.
Looking at the phone now shattered to countless pieces on the floor, Bai Xingfeng felt his anger subside somewhat.
He slumped into a chair, pressing his aching brow.
President Xiao and his son, Xiao Chifeng, were indeed hard to deal with!
What could he do to defeat them, to dispose of them once and for all?
Utilizing his family's military strength against them was not the solution. If one Xiao Chifeng was already difficult to handle, let alone the entire nation's military power protecting them, ready to aid them in a counterattack or exterminate them at any given time.
Would he really have to resort to hiring skilled assassins?
