Loren Hanson leaned in, speaking in a voice only Li Ang could hear:
"Indeed, I did all those things, but what of it? Hahahaha..."
Loren Hanson burst into laughter, after feeling stifled for days, today he finally managed to regain some ground against Li Ang.
He enjoyed this kind of situation, where others knew the truth but were powerless to act on it.
Even if Li Ang truly joined the World Tour Racing Team, and even if he became the world champion in the future, he didn't care about Li Ang's retaliation at all.
Even the top athletes were just employees compared to their bosses; their statuses were incomparable.
"Well, now that you understand, I won't bother you any longer," he said.
"By the way, Manager Hanson, you're getting on in years, so you should take good care of your health. Don't die suddenly from too much stress; it wouldn't be worth it."
As Li Ang stood up, he patted Loren Hanson's back.
Loren Hanson, slightly annoyed, moved Li Ang's hand away, responding coldly:
