C563 Postmortem Improvement

Jiang An did not leave after Guo Xiaoming was taken away. Instead, he walked over to the swivel chair he had been sitting on earlier and sat down on it.

Looking at the people on either side of the table, whether they were angry or frightened, he reached out a hand and tapped the table twice.

At this moment, he had the aura of a king. He was very calm, as steady as Mt. Tai