In an instant, everyone's attention shifted to the young Zhong Wei. Zhong Wei was silent for a second, then looked at the silver-haired old man and the middle-aged man with a hook nose and said calmly:
"This time I'll let you go... but from now on, the Life Line will have nothing to do with me. I will lead my people away completely, and I will also take with me everything that belongs to me."
As soon as he finished saying these words, the visible tension on the faces of the two old-timers in the building relaxed at least by half. Then, the silver-haired old man responded:
"Zhong Wei, it's a pity that our cooperation has reached this kind of end, but if you're truly willing to put aside prejudices caused by misunderstandings and keep today's promise, we will respect your decision..."
By this point, things had basically reached their conclusion. Zhong Wei chose to let go of his hatred, and naturally, the silver-haired old man and the hook-nosed middle-aged man couldn't oppose that.
