Upon hearing Luo Zheng's words, Hong Meihua frowned and pondered deeply, sensing that the situation had become dire and somewhat uncontrollable. After greeting Luo Zheng, she hurried downstairs to report the situation. The chairman listened to her report and his face turned livid, more so than when he had almost been bitten to death by a viper. With a cold expression, he said, "No matter who they are or what they want, as soon as they reach out, chop off their hands for me."
"Yes." Seeing the chairman so resolute, Hong Meihua didn't hesitate, agreeing wholeheartedly, her eyes filled with determination. As someone most likely to become the Spy King, Hong Meihua had her pride and honor to protect. Previously, she hadn't taken it to heart, but now her fighting spirit surged within her.
