They dared not say anything; only those who keep their mouths shut can keep their lives in the hands of this irritable Patriarch.
But this time... maybe because the new product of the Huangxing Group is selling too well and has suppressed the family industry market, Springfield's mood was particularly bad, and these researchers who couldn't even fart made him feel agitated.
Thus, when the anger reached a certain level, Springfield collected all expressions and took out a delicate Fire Pattern Knife from his chest, aiming it at the researcher he found most displeasing.
But just as he was about to throw the blade, a large hand suddenly reached out from the shadow beside him and gently pressed down on his wrist.
The force was strong, at least enough that Springfield couldn't resist, but it was also gentle, without intending to hurt him at all.
Springfield was slightly stunned and wanted to get angry instinctively, but when he turned around and saw who it was, he deflated instantly.
