In the living room, Bei Jingshen was nonchalantly leaning against the sofa.
Mo Shisan and several bodyguards stood by, constantly on guard.
"Why hasn't Ya Shitian come out yet? Go call him out!" Bei Jingshen demanded, his face shadowed as he looked at Mo Shisan.
"The young master is currently busy. Master Bei can come again tomorrow."
"Even if he has pressing matters, he shouldn't neglect me. Have him come out to receive me."
"The young master is truly busy. Please forgive us, Master Bei." Mo Shisan's demeanor remained neither servile nor overbearing.
He was staunchly loyal to Ya Shitian, and to others he was quite cold.
Suddenly, Bei Jingshen jumped up, "I'm going to see what he's busy with."
Mo Shisan moved quickly to block his way, "Master Bei cannot go."
Bei Jingshen fiercely drew a handgun, "Don't think I don't have the guts to kill you! Move aside—"
Mo Shisan didn't even blink, "If Master Bei wishes to kill, then go ahead."
Bei Jingshen smirked, "Not afraid to die?"
