While Qin Dingshan was being tormented to the brink of tears by An Yiqing's second and third senior brothers in the mental institution, within the Qin Family's study, some deliberately concealed truths were being revealed.
"Mr. Tutian, we have cooperated very well this time, and I hope we can continue to work together amicably in the future."
A tall man sat in the darkest corner of the study, his voice deep and tinged with a chilling glint that made one shudder upon hearing it.
His gaze was profound, his black eyes filled with an icy aura, as he stared unblinkingly at the small-mustached man sitting in front of him.
This small-mustached man was none other than Tutian Xiaoquan!
