Upon hearing Li Hu's words, Su Tu snapped back to reality. In front of him, Director Wang wore a bitter smile, and Chen Yuan looked even more disgruntled, his gaze cold.
Yet now he dared not say much more.
He never thought such people like him could be wrong, attributing all mistakes to others.
For example, he believed now it was Su Tu who ruined his plans, Li Hu who blocked his way, Director Wang whose plan was too poor, and that worthless junior brother who caused trouble.
His eyes filled with spite.
Su Tu's eyes slowly swept over Chen Yuan, for the gaze Chen Yuan had aimed at him was filled with malice.
There must be restraints among the Guardians of the Martial Arts Hall; otherwise, with Brother Hu's temperament, that man should have been killed by him just now.
But actually, it wasn't bad that Brother Hu hadn't killed him, because for the first time in Su Tu's life, he felt such immense hatred toward a person and a term.
