'There must be something else going on here.'
Thinking this, Huang Shangzong's thick brows lying across his forehead furrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt as if he'd fallen into some kind of conspiracy.
But... this conspiracy was so clever that it had him trapped from the start, and even now he hadn't figured it out.
And recalling what the refined man just said about the "junior."
Huang Shangzong couldn't help but picture Qiu Tu's... damned irritating face.
'Could it be... I've been played by Qiu Tu again?'
'And this scheme isn't just about the Speaker meeting earlier?'
With these thoughts, Huang Shangzong squinted his eyes, then said angrily, "Old Guo! Stop being mysterious! Tell me, what the hell is going on?"
The refined man on the other end of the phone heard Huang Shangzong's words and chuckled.
Then he said, "Old Huang, look at you, always so impatient."
"After all these years, when will you ever learn to settle down a bit?"
"Splat!" "Checkmate!"
