Ling Feng said playfully, "Secretary Lin, I think you should ask Chen Gui about this matter. He probably knows very well."
The shadow finally revealed its true form—it was about the size of a small black civet cat. However, its face bore a faint resemblance to Secretary Lin's. Trapped now, the shadow continually contorted into a ferocious expression, making everyone around feel uneasy.
"This thing came out from my body?" Secretary Lin involuntarily stepped back two paces. There was no doubt in his mind that this was nothing good.
At the same time, Secretary Lin's mind was completely clear. Recalling his actions earlier today, he could almost confirm that this was all Chen Gui's doing. Otherwise, why had he been obsessively fixated on Chen Gui's affairs? So much so that he even forgot today was his wedding anniversary with his wife?
"Chen Gui, give me a reasonable explanation for this!" Secretary Lin turned his head, his face dark and grim.
