Just as Zheng Fu was boasting that even if the Southern Emperor came, he would ensure he left with nothing, bang bang, the door to the private room suddenly sounded.
Everyone was taken aback by the sound. No one dared disturb them here, so who was knocking at this time?
Zheng Fu frowned slightly and impatiently waved his hand, "Go see who it is."
The middle-aged, overweight man quickly stood up, walked to the door, turned the doorknob, and opened it. He already sensed that Zheng Fu was a bit unhappy, so as soon as he opened the door, he wore an angry expression, ready to yell at whoever was knocking.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, with a swoosh, a cold light flashed, and the man felt a chill on his neck. Looking down, he saw a large amount of thick blood oozing from his neck!
The neck had been slit open!
"Hhh ng!"
