"I wonder if the boss will be in trouble..."
In the midst of the shifting tension, Awen, hiding in a corner, looked at Zheng Yuanjie with a face full of concern.
To him, the situation on the field was clear: his boss intended to surrender, but the young man currently present wouldn't allow it, sparking a conflict between the two. What followed was a war of words, and so far, all he'd heard was a lot of meaningless talk.
Apart from the parts relating to their plan, the young man's endless empty threats did nothing but frustrate him.
The things Ye Wenying said, in Awen's eyes, were to assert his sense of superiority. Awen had come across plenty of people like this in all the years he'd been assisting Zheng Yuanjie.
But what shocked him most wasn't their plan—it was the relationship between these two people. They were uncle and nephew!
