章 950: I Can't Tolerate It

Han Shi stared at the lackey in front of him, the veins on his forehead bulging. He couldn't help but want to tear the lackey apart. Fortunately, he still had a trace of rationality and knew the consequences of doing so.

Hearing Qin Xi's call, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated. He threw the lackey back into the wheelchair like he was throwing trash. Perhaps because the throw carried too much force, the lackey fell backward along with the wheelchair.

When the others saw this, they held their breath. Even Cheng Shengli slowed down his breathing, afraid that Han Shi would notice him.

Qin Xi knocked on the table. "Alright, since you tell me who the mastermind is, I won't make things difficult for you. Come over. I'll treat you."