Perhaps, when he went to the Hundred Beast Garden alone for negotiation, he had already resolved to die.
The old man's life was a life filled with hatred.
He never lived for himself, but he lived for himself.
He gave everything to himself, including his life.
"Is he still alive?" Tang Fei asked in a deep voice.
His heart was filled with unease.
He both wanted to know the answer and was afraid to hear it.
"This question is too sensitive... even Shen Lewen may not know, so he held back."
Tang Fei nodded and said, "Fortunately, you didn't ask, once you open your mouth, others will become wary. This could put you in danger."
"Do you take me for a fool?" Sheng Xinhua said unhappily, "The most important thing when dealing with these people is not to say what shouldn't be said, not to ask what shouldn't be asked."
"Over ninety percent of life's troubles are from saying too much and listening too little."
"I'm just worried about your safety."
