Meet His Match

"What's going on? Why are you panicking?" Cen Shaoqing looked like he had just woken up. He had black silk pajamas hanging down loosely with a rubber waistline at his waist. His firm abdomen and six-packs could be seen clearly. 

Even a man like Li Qiandong could not help but gasp in astonishment upon seeing Cen Shaoqing's figure. Nevertheless, he could not care about expressing his astonishment now. He said eagerly, "Brother Fifth, the CIS project has been completed."

Upon hearing that, the usually calm and composed Cen Shaoqing had a change in his expression. "Show me."

Li Qiandong proceeded to pass the laptop to Cen Shaoqing. 

Cen Shaoqing opened the laptop and narrowed his eyes. "Who did this?"

"It's that novice, Niohuru." Li Qiandong continued to speak, "Frankly, I really didn't expect Niohuru to be an expert…."