Xiao Hong stared at Chen Fan, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He couldn't believe that, in the presence of the President, this guy dared to kill him.
It was clear to everyone that the President wanted to turn a big issue into a small one and then into a non-issue. Xiao Hong would return to the headquarters to be punished, while Chen Fan would receive compensation from the headquarters. Wasn't that the best solution?
But how could Chen Fan dare to defy the President's wishes? How dare he?
Xiao Hong was filled with grief and indignation.
He was unwilling; he truly was!
As the number one below the True Essence Realm in the association, how could he die so unjustly here?
Just one step away from becoming a True Essence Realm Martial Artist!
His consciousness began to fade, seemingly exhausting his last life force, until he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
His body remained in its previous posture, his eyes wide open like copper bells, dying with a grudge.
