As Shuobai’s car drove away, Chang Yue’s formerly gentle expression gradually turned icy. He spat on the ground, as if to cast out the contempt and disgust churning within him. A low curse slipped through his teeth: "Old thing, do you enjoy bringing up those names in front of me? One day, I’m going to tear that disgusting old face of yours to shreds."
With that, Chang Yue turned his back on the receding car and strode toward the towering General Special Management Bureau building. His reflection in the glass curtain wall appeared resolute and determined, as if the preceding anger had been merely a fleeting interlude, and the tasks ahead were the main event.
Meanwhile, sitting in her car, Shuobai did not leave immediately. She watched the direction in which Chang Yue had vanished in the rearview mirror, a sneer of disdain curling her lips. "You were clearly the most foolish among them, yet you’re the only one left alive. You really possess no self-awareness at all, boy."
Chapter 237