King Yama Palace was terrifying in the past.
Now, in the Martial Artist Age, it is even more terrifying.
Who dares to enter there?
"Speak, I'm listening!"
Xiao Chen said calmly.
Zhang Tong said helplessly, "Actually, it was Bai Huo from Xinxing Group's market department who came to me.
He tried to intimidate and lure me.
He wanted me to transfer Chenhe Group's donation to their Xinxing Group's name.
And promised to give me ten billion personally.
One billion to each of the directors.
Five billion to the vice president.
We agreed."
"Haha, really none of you missed out, all of you joined the corruption.
It's truly heart-wrenching."
Xiao Chen stood up angrily.
A terrifying aura exploded outward.
Zhang Tong and others were blasted seven or eight meters away.
They hit the wall.
All of them coughed up blood, looking miserable.
"War God King, spare us, War God King, spare us, it was a momentary lapse, please, spare us!"
