Director Chen's alarm bells were ringing in his head.
He knew better than Chi Yundai that some people truly were lawless villains.
"Who said that?" He turned around, his forehead wrinkling, his back straight, serious and upright—his aura intensified in that instant.
He was always gentle and casual around Ji Heng on normal days.
But now, switching to the cold visage of King Yama seemed effortless.
Of course, being able to seamlessly blend into Jiang Fulai's team in Xiangcheng and infiltrate the Ji Family's inner circle—Director Chen was no ordinary man.
Even Ji Heng was startled by Director Chen's sudden transformation.
Bai Lian did not speak. She stood by the window, where the sunlight burst through the clouds and invaded the room with golden cold rays, exploding behind her, giving her face a shrouded shadow and making her plain white clothes reflect the light like a haloed pearl.
