C1388 Counterattack

In a certain high-class apartment.

"Why did it turn out like this!?"

Jia Xing Chao roared, smashing the cup in his hand towards the ground!

Seeing the endless stream of curses on the internet, he was so angry that he threw everything in the room.

The assistant shrunk his neck and hid in a corner to reduce his own presence. Even when the glass fragments hit his body