Wu Shi watched Fu Bing with a smile in the corners of his eyes.
Her insights were as good as ever.
His faked death, his mother leaving the Qin Family, and Qin Jinmo not being as obedient or compliant as expected—all these had left Qin Sheng dissatisfied.
Qin Sheng had always hidden behind him, occasionally able to pull strings with just a flick of his fingers.
There weren't many people Qin Sheng could actually control.
He knew his band of bodyguards was useless; he was well aware of it himself.
The only leverage Qin Sheng had against Wu Shi and Fu Bing was, in fact, Fu Bing's background.
Qin Sheng spoke with a cold face, "You said it yourself."
"I haven't reached the age where I would forget what I've just said."
"It seems I was too lenient with you back then," Qin Sheng said darkly.
"Lenient or not, you'll soon experience it firsthand." Fu Bing extended her hand towards Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng glanced at her hand suspended in midair and ignored it.
