A man walked in, looking young and seemingly around the same age as Ning Fan and his group. He glanced around in shock, flames of anger burning in his eyes.
"What's going on? What the hell happened here?!"
The man roared furiously. He had only left for a short while, yet the company had turned into this mess. Who on earth had come here to stir up trouble?!
When Ning Fan saw the man, he froze for a moment, then smirked and said, "Well, look who it is!"
Ning Fan recognized this man; he was an old acquaintance.
At the same time, Gilded Fang saw the man and hurriedly shouted, "Boss, it's them! It's them who came to make trouble. It's all their doing!"
Upon hearing this, the man immediately turned to look in Ning Fan's direction.
That glance was enough—when he saw that the person mildly smiling at him was Ning Fan, his face changed drastically. He stumbled as if he were about to collapse.
"It-it-it-it... it's you!"
The man stared at Ning Fan in terror. How could it be him?!
