In the detention center.

Zhao Mingjue, who was pretending to be Zhuque, successfully arrived at the meeting hall under the arrangement of the detention center staff.

There was only one long table in the meeting hall, except for two chairs placed on both sides of the table, the tabletop was empty and there was nothing.

After the staff who sent Zhuque in, Zhuque was the only one left in the entire meeting hall.

The sinister atmosphere made Zhuque feel indescribable tension.

He tidied up his collar, coughed twice, his hands drooped beside him, and his fingers kept moving on his legs.

Although Zhuque had no trouble on his face, he was constantly repeating what Qin Muxue told him in his heart.

－Find out the real relationship between Wu Yang and Zhao Mingjue.

－Find out whether Wu Yang attacked Chu Tingxiao and was instructed by Zhao Mingjue.

Just as Zhuque was thinking, he suddenly heard another door in the living room slowly opening.

Zhuque cleared his throat, forced himself to calm down, and looked up at the door opposite.

But Wu Yang's hands and feet were tied with iron chains.

The beard on his face had grown apart, his cheeks were sunken down, and his whole body looked a little bit distant.

He stood outside the door of the reception room, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Zhao Mingjue steadily.

The two looked at each other.

For some reason, Zhuque always had the illusion that it seemed to be seen through the ground.

He sat upright and his hands on his knees were tightly packed together to keep his face calm.

"What are you doing when you stand?" The staff behind Wu Yang pushed him hard and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you hurry up and go in."

Wu Yang turned his head slightly, with a little bit of hostility in his eyes, and glared at the staff in dissatisfaction.

"Wu Yang." Zhuque called out in a deep voice.

Hearing his voice, Wu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, his anger dissipated a little, and he looked back at Zhuque.

Zhuque and Wu Yang looked at each other.

This is the first time that Zhuque has seen a person showing such a sinister look.

In addition, the atmosphere in the living room was particularly depressing, and Zhuque was stared at by Wu Yang and was a little at a loss.

He subconsciously coughed twice, finally interrupting Wu Yang's gloomy eyes.

Wu Yang's body shook left and right twice, and shook the staff's hand dissatisfiedly, then walked straight into the living room.

The staff member gave Wu Yang a fierce look and said coldly, "I have become prisoners, why are you still pulling there!"

Zhuque smiled at the staff and whispered: "Sorry."

The staff saw that the other person had a good attitude, so they finally didn't pursue it too much, so they closed the door and left.

Only Wu Yang and Zhuque were left in the living room.

The two looked at each other.

After being silent for a long time, Wu Yang finally spoke.

"You are coming to see me, you won't just look at me like this, right?"

Zhuque cleared his throat and thought about Zhao Mingjue's usual actions.

After thinking for a few seconds, he lowered his voice: "Wu Yang, how are you inside?"

Hearing this, Wu Yang raised his eyebrows and looked a little curious in his eyes.

He put his hands on the table, and the chains slid on the table, making a hula sound.

Wu Yang deliberately poked his body forward a little, stared at Zhuque steadily, and said slowly: "When did Mr. Zhao care so much about my life or death?"

Zhuque was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly remembered his identity.

He calmed down and continued, "The matter has reached its current level. If I don't care about you anymore, I think you will be completely locked in this place by Chu Tingxiao."

Wu Yang's mouth twitched twice, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

His fingers gently touched the table, staring at Zhuque with an extremely cold expression.

After a moment of silence, Wu Yang suddenly sneered, as if he was very sneering at Zhuque's words.

"Just him?"

Zhuque's eyebrows twitched twice.

He is most shameful that no one takes the young master seriously.

Zhuque had gloomy eyes: "This is the city of Shen. Do you think you can compete with Chu Tingxiao with your ability?"

Hearing this, Wu Yang immediately stopped talking and stared at Zhuque steadily without saying a word.

Both of them looked at each other.

Wu Yang's eyes were full of shock.

Suzaku's eyes were full of anger.

After a few seconds, Wu Yang suddenly sneered twice.

He leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, and looked at Zhuque calmly: "What? When did you start to be so nervous about Chu Tingxiao?"

Zhuque was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly remembered his current identity.

He coughed uneasyly: "You are already locked up here and are still talking nonsense. I think you have to let him drive you out of the city completely before you can give up."

Wu Yang's eyes twitched twice.

He stared at Zhuque: "Zhao Mingjue, you have said so many things today, this sentence is the key point."

Zhuque heard something in Wu Yang's words.

He pondered for a moment: "What? Am I wrong?"

Hearing this, Wu Yang stood up while slapped the table.

There was a loud bang.

Zhuque could even feel the desktop vibrating twice.

Wu Yang was about to speak when the door of the living room was pushed open.

The staff stood outside the door, pointed at Wu Yang, and scolded in a deep voice: "What are you doing!"

Wu Yang paused, glanced at the staff member with his own eyes, and then he casually sat down again.

The staff looked around the two of them in the house, snorted coldly, and retreated.

After all this tossing, Wu Yang's voice couldn't help but lower it a little.

"Zhao Mingjue, do you want to burn the bridge across the river?"

Suzaku was stunned immediately.

It seems that Qin Muxue is right, and the relationship between Wu Yang and Zhao Mingjue is indeed a bit intriguing.

"Wu Yang." Zhuque put one hand on the table.

He lowered his head and gently tapped his fingers on the table. He looked at his face and thought he was just thinking.

After pausing for a few seconds, Zhuque raised his eyes and looked at Wu Yang again.

This time, Zhuque had a little murderous aura in his eyes.

He stared at Wu Yang coldly: "It's not that I'm burning the bridge across the river, but that the situation outside is different from what we thought at the beginning..."

Before Zhuque could finish speaking, Wu Yang was already tampering his neck and his voice increased a little: "Don't say nonsense to me! Just tell me, are you planning to ignore me?"

"How do you ask me to care about you? I am just the president of DI. Even if I mobilize the power of the Zhao family, I still have a lot of difference in fighting against Chu Tingxiao. Even if I want to help you, I will have the will but not the ability."

Wu Yang's mouth trembled, his eyes getting colder and more severe.

He stared at Zhuque tightly, paused for a few seconds, but saw Wu Yang suddenly spitting in the direction of Zhuque.
Chapter completed!