CLACK!
The cigar Xu Shan had just lit dropped to the floor, its glowing embers instantly burning a large hole in the carpet.
Xu Shan's cheeks twitched. He stared at Chen Yang in utter disbelief, his face a mask of astonishment.
What in the world is this joke?
The usually haughty and unyielding Xu Jing bared his teeth in a sneer. "Do you take us for fools? Even if someone really showed up downstairs, what does that have to do with you?"
The female secretary beside him covered her mouth and chuckled. Like Xu Jing, she hadn't seen the scene below and found the claim hilarious. Besides, mobilizing a force of several hundred men would require a Military General of an incredible rank. This guy wasn't even thirty years old. He'd barely started shaving!
"Trying to bluff us? You're making a fool of yourself!"
Xu Jing was arrogant, but his words were logical and his analysis sound.
