It was late at night, yet this mansion was still brightly lit. From a distance, Qiao Yebai saw Yan Sijue striding towards him.
He slightly squinted his eyes.
The rumors probably weren't unfounded. Yan Sijue looked rather pale, with a sluggishness that suggested he had just recovered from a serious illness, but this didn't detract from his charisma at all.
As the head of FIS and the Yan Family, the aura and pressure this man exuded in his every move were extremely captivating, which didn't diminish one bit, even in his sickness.
No wonder Mu Yiliang was so enchanted by him.
Yet the more this was the case, the more vigilant and hostile Qiao Yebai felt towards him. The dangerous instincts of being similar types made his whole body tense!
"President Yan, what a surprise." Qiao Yebai spoke first, his smile faint but arrogant, "I wonder what brings you here at this late hour?"
"Where is Mu Yiliang?" Yan Sijue cut straight to the point, "I want to see her!"
