Making the Wrong Abacus

Forcefully suppressing his panic, he didn't avoid her gaze and calmly welcomed her. He walked forward and bowed respectfully."Greetings, Milord!"

He examined him once. He was a middle-aged man with small eyes and thin lips. He had the shrewdness of a marketplace. Such a person could be used, but he had to be beaten and tamed. Only when he knew fear would he be obedient.

"It must have been hard to be frozen for a few years!" Zhang Ronghua said."

Huang Zhongshi was shocked. He didn't expect that he knew everything about him. He didn't dare to think too much! She was afraid and her body trembled subconsciously.

"You want to tell me that Zhao Yi is Wu Yangjian's subordinate?" Zhang Ronghua continued."

It was like a heavy hammer that hit Huang Zhongshi's heart hard, breaking through the last line of defense. His knees went soft, and he knelt on the ground uncontrollably. Cold sweat flowed down his forehead and wet his official robe. He said shakily,"I, I…"