Ji Changjun's face was dark, in his view, Ji Nanfeng was in a panic.
Panic was good. Did he really think there was nothing he could do?
Without the support of those people, his chance of winning the election was much lower.
Ji Nanfeng was still green after all, many times he still needed people like them to hold him up.
"Yes or no, discuss among yourselves." Ji Nanfeng looked directly at Ji Changjun.
"I didn't say anything, it's just that those old friends are heartbroken that the son I raised would treat me this way, so their actions might be a little extreme. I tried to advise them not to do this, that you are still our son, but those people are incredibly righteous."
Ji Changjun spoke in such an upright manner, as if all of this wasn't his doing, but rather because those people couldn't bear it anymore.
Ji Nanfeng always knew Ji Changjun was this kind of two-faced person.
He just sneered, "So, it was a misunderstanding then?"
