As a sales manager, Jin Mingshun had clawed his way up from the bottom. He had honed his ability to say whatever people wanted to hear to perfection, and his skin was thicker than a city wall.
Thus, switching from arrogance to fawning before Chen Xuan was no challenge for him at all. However, one icy, piercing glare from Chen Xuan made a chill run down Jin Mingshun’s spine.
The others were filled with both fear and embarrassment. They had just collectively voted for Chen Xuan to die, never expecting him to annihilate Grandmother Ghost. The situation had reversed too quickly; they were now left with nothing but shock and terror.
Chapter 903