Lu Guanghai reacted swiftly. The moment he recognized Wei Feng, his entire being was as taut as a drawn bowstring.
A surge of deep, solid Dark Force rose from the soles of his feet, coursing through his spine, straight into his fists.
With a deft step, he moved ghost-like in front of the furious Lu Guangchen, blocking his path, and shouted in a low voice, "Guangchen! Calm down!"
Lu Guanghai's gaze was fixed intently on Wei Feng at the doorway, his voice chillingly cold: "Wei Feng, fifteen years ago my second uncle spared your life, yet you show no remorse and dare return to stir up trouble! Was it you who did those things to the three old executives?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Feng burst into a wild, uncontrollable laughter, his voice resonating powerfully, making the office windows hum from the vibrations.
"So what if it was? And so what if it wasn't? Lu Guanghai, do you think I am still the wretch from fifteen years ago who had to live at the mercy of your Lu Family?"
