Xuan Jing's hospital room.
Qingwu pushed the door open and the scene she saw was Tarzan crouching in the corner clutching his head, his massive body trembling.
Xuan Jing lay on the bed, his face deathly pale, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Pei Jue!
"President Pei, when did I ever provoke you? Why do you have to do this to me!"
Pei Jue's hand was on Xuan Jing's calf, seemingly in a friendly conversation, but only Xuan Jing knew how hard Pei Jue was pressing!
He felt like his bones were about to be crushed by Pei Jue!
This damn Tarzan, as soon as Pei Jue entered, he was the first to surrender!
Previously, he had sworn he would take out Pei Jue, but now he curled up in the corner pretending he didn't exist...
This fence-sitter angered Xuan Jing so much that he couldn't stop cursing.
Pei Jue's gaze was calm, carrying an intimidating aura of authority.
"Young Master Xuan must know what he has done."