How are you going to do that?

"What!?" At this moment, someone answered in the enormous sitting room. The craftsmanship of the sitting room appeared superb. And the accessories appeared high class too. The man that exclaimed was Shu Chung. He seemed tall, and all his hair—he cut it clean. He wore eyeglasses. From appearance alone, Shu Chung looked respectable.

'You made my son the way he is today. Do you think I will forgive you?' He gritted his teeth. "Don't worry! I'll be there." Shu Chung answered.

That tip-off came from me; however, I made it appear seamlessly, just like one of his spies had suddenly found Li Min.

...

The continuous puff of cigarette smoke loomed in Tei Dong's study room. A phone on the table rang out with a bizarre tone; he frowned upon seeing it. Then he picked it up with slight hesitation and placed the phone on his ears.

"Who's this?" Tei Dong asked curiously.