As he spoke, he reached out, grabbed Qi Wen's hair, and pulled him up. Examining the man's contorted and fierce face, he asked softly, "Tell me, were you laughing when my family was destroyed?"
Of course, Qi Wen wasn't laughing.
He glared at Huai Shi, breathing heavily, and spat blood-stained saliva at him, which landed on his face. But Huai Shi remained calm, as if he couldn't feel anger at all.
"Come to think of it, I should have congratulated you first," he said. "Remember you said that after tomorrow's bid opening, you'd control Penghu's shipping routes, achieve a turnaround, become your own master, and no longer be anyone's dog."
Huai Shi said earnestly, "Congratulations, Mr. Qi, your dream is about to come true."
