Duanmu looked at Wei Tianming with mockery and said,
"Wei Tianming, why do we want to kill you back then? Don't you have any idea?"
Wei Tianming's old face turned deathly pale.
"I really didn't want to be your agent, there was no other reason."
A'niu looked at Wei Tianming's expression and felt something was wrong, but he believed in Wei Tianming.
"What about Miss Nangong? Have you forgotten her so quickly?"
Duanmu suddenly asked.
Wei Tianming shuddered, nearly stumbling over.
"So today you've intricately laid this trap to drag both your brother and our little island country down with you."
"Then let's lay all our cards on the table and talk openly,"
Duanmu said coldly.
Just then, Duanmu's phone suddenly rang.
"Mo Xi..."
Then a string of gibberish followed, which A'niu couldn't understand.
But Wei Tianming and Wei Tianliang did.
Soon after, the banquet hall doors opened.
An old woman dressed in the attire of the island walked in.
"Wei-san, is it really you?"