"Ye Kun? You're one of Mo Jiwu's subordinates, right? Crawl over here and kneel down to admit your mistake!"
He Hai scolded for a while, then casually propped his leg up on the sofa, pointing at his head, then at Ye Kun, sneering coldly: "Look at me here! If you don't give me an explanation, imagine the consequences! Kneel down now, otherwise, even if Jiwu comes, I'll kill you!"
By the end, He Hai's gaze at the young Ye Kun was filled with murderous intent.
Instantly.
The atmosphere in the hall became tense.
Wu Teng, who was drinking tea on the other side, suddenly turned his head, revealing a cold smile, displaying a watching posture.
The young man and girl opposite Ye Kun also paused their conversation.
They exchanged a glance and fell silent, apparently choosing to observe rather than get involved.
