"This is a grave internal crisis. Even if he hasn't made any actual bomb yet, once he reveals the trump card in his hand, we won't have time to respond... I think we should do everything in our power to..."
Everyone understood the meaning of these words.
Even if it means hiring the best assassins, Huang Xiaojue must be completely eliminated.
"But what are his true intentions? All this time, he hasn't made any demands... nor has he contacted any of us. What is his goal... Could he be aimlessly venting his rage?"
This is also what puzzles everyone.
Huang Xiaojue suddenly presented such a thing, yet made no demands.
Logically and emotionally, this is inexplicable.
What astonishing secret is hidden behind this?
Old Zhang suddenly waved his hand, and the conference room immediately fell silent.
He turned his gaze to Wan Donglin, and so all eyes were focused on Wan Donglin's face.
Politely: "Donglin, do you think this is really Huang Xiaojue?"
