Mu Xiaojiu stood by, calmly watching Mu Xuri talk enthusiastically about the grand plan for the future development of the Mu Corporation.
The words spoken by Mu Xuri on stage seemed somewhat distant from him; such matters were something he had no desire to concern himself with at the moment.
Feng Gang's furious shout as he left echoed repeatedly in his mind.
Regret? Perhaps, at this moment, he was already tasting the flavor of regret.
To take revenge, he involved Xiaxia, using her to deal with Baili Yang.
Now, to make Baili Yang willingly confess, he used Xiaxia to threaten him...
He didn't know what exactly he had done.
Even though he kept telling himself that Baili Yang was the murderer who killed his father, the knot in his heart still couldn't be untangled.
At this moment, he felt terrible, so terrible that he really wanted to go for a run of tens of kilometers to release his frustration.
Clearly, revenge had been taken, so why was there no sense of relief?
