Silence was an understatement. The seconds hand of the wall clock rang so incessantly loud as if it would burst everyone's ears open. Such was the quiet left screeching after the scent of blood hovered in the boardroom.
"Nobody has anything to say?"
Mr. Li finally gathered his voice. "Four of our shareholders have died."
"Such a tragedy," Jinhai continued to stare, as piercing as ever.
"Is it a coincidence?"
"What do you think?"
His jaw clenched. "We are not stupid, Liu Jinhai."
"Then you should have heeded the warning I gave four years ago."
'Don't brew troubles whose consequences you won't be able to handle.'
"At what point did you think I was kidding?"
"...You had planned this long ago," Mr. Li came to the realization. "You said you will take over at twenty-five. It was always a year before. Things wouldn't have fallen like dominos otherwise."
"Slow, but you got there," he ever-so-faintly smiled.
"Don't you think this is too much?"
