At this time, Huo Jingfeng broke the silence in the air with a shallow smile toward Huo Jingtang, "Jingtang, what's the matter with you?"
"Sorry, my hand just slipped," Huo Jingtang said, although his face was extremely ugly, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, but no rage was visible. It was as if he had suppressed all his anger inside, maintaining a calm and light demeanor on the surface. Yet, his heart was shattered into pieces by Qin Yucen's "deception" and "disloyalty."
A slip of the hand? Only a fool would believe that explanation! Especially for Huo Jingfeng—if he hadn't sensed a hint of ulterior motive, he would have been an idiot!
