Even the others could sense the hatred in Hu Zhiyong's eyes, not to mention Lin Qiao herself.
But, before she turned back to look at him, a man stepped up behind her and blocked his sight.
"Chairman Hu, I have to remind you that you should better stay here and rest. Don't go to the front lines. That's too dangerous for you. What if someone accidentally shattered your arm?" While walking behind Lin Qiao, Wu Chengyue turned and said to Hu Zhiyong with his never-changing smile.
Hu Zhiyong stared at him with a sour face but didn't say anything. His lips had even turned bluish because of the ice power, and his pale face was covered in sweat drops.
Soon, the group of people exited the building and disappeared within a blink of an eye.
Hu Zhiyong came out the last. He spent a second staring where Lin Qiao was, his eyes showing a cold, murderous intention. Next, he flashed across the air and disappeared as well.