"Beep beep beep..."
The communicator buzzed with a series of busy signals, while the twilight of the setting sun spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the huge office, reflecting on the faces of those inside.
Lin Haifeng put down the communicator, squinting without any expression.
Lin Tianxue's expression mirrored her father's exactly.
Fran glanced at Lin Haifeng, then at Lin Tianxue, but finally lifted his teacup, sipping the tea lightly, indicating he did not want to get involved in these family affairs.
Behind Lin Haifeng, a tall figure wearing a mask lurked in the shadow of the wall corner.
"What's this called?"
Lin Tianxue spoke first, not angry, just plain and indifferent.
"This is called a warning; Wen Yu is warning you!"
"You know, Wen Yu is someone you can't provoke, I can't provoke, you can't provoke, the whole Yanjing combined can't provoke; right now nobody can provoke him."
Lin Haifeng emphasized the seriousness of the matter again.
