Chapter Six Hundred and Sixty-One: The Human Heart

Uriyangke's face turned green, but at least he maintained the composure that was expected of him.

After speaking absentmindedly to Gao Yang, Uriyangke suddenly tightened his grip on the phone and bellowed, "Speak quickly, what's the matter? What happened to Grand Ivan!"

Uriyangke listened to the phone with disbelief on his face while Gao Yang and the others didn't make a sound, just watched Uriyangke nervously.

After a few moments of listening stupefied, Uriyangke slumped powerlessly onto the couch, and the phone, loosened from his weak hand, fell on the thick, soft carpet.

The face of Uriyangke, which had been reddened with excitement not long before, had now turned deathly pale. Without uttering a word, he covered his face with his hand and leaned back on the couch.

Gao Yang took a couple of quick steps forward, picked up Uriyangke's phone, and put it to his ear to listen, but he heard no sound; Ivan from the other end had already hung up.