Is this... is this like losing a birth father or birth mother?
Tu Cheng maliciously speculated in his heart. However, he refrained from showing any indication on his face. Because even if it was indeed the loss of one's mother, leaving at this point would not be acceptable.
"The ship is about to depart! For the World Ship King Competition, your name is at the top of the list." He vehemently reminded Huo Beijiang.
"So?"
"…" Tu Cheng almost spat up blood. How did Huo Beijiang, with his infuriating behavior, manage to grow up to be this infuriatingly rude? Why didn't someone smack him down when he was younger!
"So, if you fucking dare to leave today, I will fucking fire you."
"Be my guest!" Huo Beijiang didn't want to delay even for a minute. His impatience made anyone who saw him grit their teeth. Yet, he had a handsome face gifted from heaven. With this infuriating expression, he appeared even more rebelliously charming.
"Take him down!" Tu Cheng directly ordered.
