Pei Jingchuan stared at him, his gaze seeming to penetrate the soul.
"Coincidence, I thought you would be more interested in domestic affairs, Uncle."
Gu Qiyang stood next to him, not saying a word, but the sharpness in his eyes was also silently asking.
Pei Shangde was clearly flustered by this sudden interrogation, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he tried to remain calm.
"I... I just need some time to clear my head."
Gu Qiyang emerged from the shadows, his smile laced with derision, "Perhaps Uncle is planning to 'clear his head' forever?"
Pei Shangde's face turned pale. He knew his plan had been exposed, but he still retaliated defiantly, "You... you are slandering me!"
Gu Qiyang stepped forward, the file in his hand shining under the moonlight. He leisurely opened the papers filled with densely packed text and numbers, unspooling it like a carefully planned drama.
"Uncle Pei, take a look, isn't this your 'clearing the head' plan with Lin Yeken?"
