Pei Yibai looked at Wang Meng trembling in front of him, his dark and deep eyes reflecting a murderous intent that seemed to penetrate Wang Meng's entire body, even in the darkness of the night.
The air around them seemed to drop in temperature instantly, and his hands gripping the steering wheel were shaking slightly.
For the first time, he felt an aura of sternness in his boss's gaze.
His head raised stealthily, using the rearview mirror to secretly observe Pei Yibai's expression.
It was already ice-cold and bone-chilling, but it seemed to have dissipated somewhat after hearing his words just now.
Wang Meng wasn't sure if he had misseen, but he had already prepared for the worst in his heart.
This time, he wouldn't be able to bluff his way through with jests and smiles.
