Chair... Chairman?
Li Xiaosang subconsciously took a step back. A look of stunned disbelief flashed in Chen Qishou's eyes, and Zhang Tiandong was also startled.
But they all quickly came to their senses.
Zhang Tiandong's expression suddenly darkened as he said coldly:
"Are you two joking with us? This joke isn't funny in the slightest..."
As he spoke, he took a step forward. His bones and tendons resonated slightly, emitting the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound:
"My Longque Technology has stood for three thousand years, a dominant force in the Federation. We are not a subject for just anyone's ridicule. For Xiaosang's sake, I'll let this slide, but you two had better remember that a loose tongue can cause a lot of trouble!"
The vital energy of a Grandmaster pulsed, pressing down on them. Li Xiaosang's expression also grew cold. It was clear she thought the same as Zhang Tiandong and didn't believe what Yan Jiangxue had said.
