The old man held his forehead, supporting himself on the table.
At this moment, he didn't know what to say.
Playing mind games was never his forte, although over the years, he had learned how to be wary from the Eight Big Families.
But, the hot blood from being born on the battlefield told him that when you trust someone, it's a lifelong matter.
When the trusted person betrays you, repeatedly, at such a time he really seemed a bit at a loss.
Feng Gang stood in front of the old man, facing the media, and said loudly: "Everyone should not believe these few people's one-sided statements; everyone can see how much the old man has done for the development of the Mu Group."
As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion at the entrance of the venue.
Mu Xiaojiu walked in with a cold expression on his face.
"Mr. Xiaojiu is here!"
"It's Mr. Xiaojiu!"
The reporters' eyes all fell on Mu Xiaojiu, waiting to see how he would handle today's tricky situation.
