Li Shaohui's face showed a slight agitation as he lifted his gaze toward the door, his eyes filled with wariness.
The door, kicked open, trembled and a large hand suddenly appeared in everyone's view, pushing the door open at an unhurried pace.
Bright light shone on the man's face, and those indifferent eyes swept over the people in the private room, the corners of his lips revealing a mocking curve.
Li Shaohui recognized at a glance that this was the man who was always by Li Mochan's side, Wei Bei.
Why did he suddenly appear here? Could it be that Li Mochan also came?
Impossible, hadn't Li Mochan gone back to M country? How could he have returned suddenly?
The next moment, Wei Bei's voice shattered his last shred of hope.
"Master."
Li Shaohui's heart skipped a beat, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Lai Biao opposite him already standing up, a daring guess slowly taking shape in his mind.
