Mo Yiming looked at Mo Nanze's calm and collected demeanor with a rising fury in his heart.
He cleared his throat with force, set his face sternly, and demanded in a severe tone, "Nanze, you've been closest with Li Haiguang recently, do you think he was involved in the kidnapping incident?"
Mo Nanze slowly lifted his eyelids, responding indifferently, "I don't know."
"Nanze!" Mo Yiming slammed the table in anger, "Stop pretending! I've known for a while that you've been helping Li Haiguang with the new district redevelopment project. Otherwise, with his abilities, how could he possibly compete on the same stage as Mo's?"
"I've been turning a blind eye!" Mo Yiming roared, "All because you're my brother, I didn't want to tear our faces apart!"
Mo Yiming's face was flushed, his expression exceptionally agitated.
This contrasted sharply with Mo Nanze, who remained cool and detached across from him.
The unflappable air about him even seemed to suppress Mo Yiming.