Chapter 173 The Filthy USB Drive

"My God... it really is."

As soon as these words were spoken, the living room immediately fell silent.

In such a situation, the quieter the atmosphere was, the clearer the sound coming from the TV became.

Meng Lang reacted not too slowly, and a few seconds later he raised his hand to turn off the television.

Turning to look at the old master's face, it had sunk to rock bottom.

On the living room sofa, there were seven or eight people sitting. The usually chatty women had become extremely quiet at this moment, exchanging glances while also sneaking peeks at Li Old Master's face out of the corners of their eyes.

Tsk tsk, both of the people the old master usually cherished the most, one a grandson, the other a great-granddaughter, he couldn't afford to lose this much face even if he had ten thousand faces.