The atmosphere in the training hall suddenly turned cold as those who were turning to leave were forced to stop.
"What is the meaning of this?" Miao Tianhua narrowed his eyes and looked at Bei Feng with a conflicted expression. As he turned around, he felt like a small prey which had locked eyes with a poisonous viper.
"Don't worry, the compensation of our bet will be honored. The promised stakes of half of Mingyu Corporation's shares will be handed to you with both hands! But what is the meaning of this now?" Miao Tianhua retained his composure and said with an icy voice.
Miao Tianhua had already prepared to admit defeat in the first place. He would pretend to treat Bei Feng courteously first. Many are the years to come; who can say what will happen in the future? Even if Bei Feng controlled half of Mingyu Corporation's shares, he still had plenty of time to slowly plan and prepare to settle the score with him!