Shangguan Hong's voice suddenly rose sharply, almost piercing the eardrums, and the blood on his face drained away instantaneously, turning pale as paper.
His pupils contracted abruptly, his eyes full of unimaginable fright, as if he had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world.
"This... how is this possible!" he murmured, his voice trembling so much it was almost off tune, and he almost couldn't hold on to the phone in his hand, his knuckles turning white from exertion.
His mind was in chaos, like a lake swept by a fierce wind, with waves surging violently, impossible to calm.
He never imagined that Xu Wendong possessed such terrifying power.
"Impossible... absolutely impossible!" Shangguan Hong's voice carried a hint of hysterical madness, as if trying to convince himself that it was all fake, all lies from Su Xinghe.
However, deep in his heart, that unstoppable fear wrapped around his heart like a venomous snake, nearly suffocating him.
