"Jiacheng, you, how could you..."
As soon as Mo Rusong saw Mai Jiacheng, he seemed somewhat flustered.
He didn't want to be seen as a traitor, and his relationship with Mai Gu was genuinely good. However, at his age, taking another step forward was exceedingly difficult.
Mo Rusong only wished to experience the sensation of conquering the summit before dying. If he could silently become the president with the help of Matsui Ichiro and the Matsui family, that would naturally be the best.
In fact, he completely failed to realize that he now felt like a whore wanting to erect a memorial archway for herself.
"Mo Rusong, our Mai Family has always been close to you. I've always regarded you as my own grandfather, yet you'd do such a thing." Mai Jiacheng pointed at Mo Rusong's nose and cursed. Mo Rusong felt deeply ashamed, lowered his head, and let Mai Jiacheng continue to berate him.
