Explosion
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
"Old Master!" Butler Wu hurried forward to support him.
Old Master stabilized himself and pushed Butler Wu aside.
"I'm fine."
He sat down on a chair and listened to Yuan Sichun's heart-wrenching screams.
"Dad, don't worry. I'll take good care of the Bo Consortium," Bo Yuelin said calmly.
"That's right, Dad. Second Brother has lived more than twenty years longer than Jinchuan. With so many years of work experience, how can he be worse than Jinchuan? You can rest assured."
Butler Wu picked up the walking stick and Old Master Wu took it, his hands trembling.
Her voice was no longer as strong as before. Instead, she said calmly,