As Wu Xiufan stepped out of the elevator, he was greeted by a familiar voice. Yu Xuan, his former enemy, stood there, a smile plastered on his face.
"Your Excellency, please accept my invitation and allow me to repay back your favor," Yu Xuan said, his voice filled with a mixture of flattery and desperation.
Wu Xiufan's eyes narrowed. He had not forgotten Yu Xuan's attempt to sabotage Alex's race, his reckless disregard for human life.
"The one who saved you was Alex," he said, his voice cold and dismissive.
Yu Xuan's smile faltered. He had not expected Wu Xiufan to be so blunt.
"But without your order, how could he have saved me?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of pleading and desperation.
Wu Xiufan's eyes remained cold and unyielding. "I still have other matters to attend to," he said, his voice firm. "Please leave."
Yu Xuan's heart sank. He had been rejected, humiliated. But he would not give up.
