Mu Feichen took a deep breath and gently closed his eyes.
A breath's time has passed!
He really couldn't take it anymore!
To him, this was simply the ultimate humiliation!
Kneeling like he would to an ancestor, to a useless person... he couldn't swallow this indignity!
Mu Feichen's body began to tremble violently, his face turned red, veins bulging, and his eyes almost bursting.
However.
It was as if he was being toyed with.
Just when he was about to explode.
Suddenly!
Zhu Qilue sighed long and began to speak slowly. "Ah—this matter is complicated and extremely significant... I must consider it carefully. It's a very dangerous matter, and I don't want to involve Mr. Mu, because it might cost lives."
Mu Feichen just moved, prepared to turn hostile, but upon hearing Zhu Qilue's sigh, he forcibly suppressed his rising body back down, almost suffering internal injury.
