Chapter 223: Anger, Then Release the Anger! (Three Thousand Words Chapter)

The crowd eager to know the situation was like a school of fish smelling bait and squeezing into a trap, scrambling into the narrow consulting room.

But once they clearly saw the situation inside, they retreated hurriedly as if they saw a predator eyeing them.

They stood against the walls, pressed against the door frame, not daring to breathe heavily, occasionally shouting things like "Young people, calm down" or "Whatever it is, let's talk it through afterward," but none dared to step forward.

Standing motionless from beginning to end, Nan Zhubin was always at the foremost position.

At first glance, it seemed as if the presence of this "emergency task force" made no difference; before they came, Nan Zhubin was exerting all efforts, and even after their arrival, it was still Nan Zhubin who needed to continue exerting effort.

In fact — they could offer no substantial help.

The only change was that all Nan Zhubin's efforts just now were rendered futile.