As Sikinkov finished speaking, only the sound of the wind and rain remained in the tea room, as if an invisible wall was pressing down in the air.
He snapped back to reality, cold sweat unknowingly soaking his clothes, and thought: Am I insane? What am I saying...
The smile disappeared from Zhao Yiming's face, leaving him as expressionless as a machine, devoid of anger or joy, which only made him seem more terrifying.
Amir seemed a bit panicked and quickly distanced himself from Sikinkov: "President Zhao, I support canceling the operation... If he wants to do it this way, there's nothing I can do!"
Hong Quansheng said nothing, merely closing his eyes silently.
Zhao Yiming slowly turned to look at Hong Quansheng, flicked the hat off his lap, and suddenly broke into laughter: "Did you hear that? The villain plagued with countless crimes, our glorious and righteous Director won't spare you!"
