"I'm certain!"

Supreme Ming Que nodded heavily.

Fa Mo'er said expressionlessly, "It seems the rumors were true; this Jiang Chen has an unusually close relationship with your Flame Dragon Group!"

Supreme Ming Que said nothing, which was a tacit confirmation.

"You should know what it means for Mo Si to apologize. He is my successor!" Fa Mo'er spoke solemnly.

Supreme Ming Que frowned deeply, surprised, he glanced at Mo Si, a hint of hesitation appearing in his eyes.

"Sir, please return to your room; the hotel has a gift for you there!"

"Oh, really? I'll take a look!"

"Sir, Madam, would you like to return to your room now? There might be a surprise."

"A surprise? Then I must take a look; the surprise from Yichen Hotel shouldn't disappoint!"

As a few strands of conversation echoed, Supreme Ming Que turned his head and glanced, noticing the reception and hosts starting to usher guests from the lobby to their rooms.

Raising his brow, Supreme Ming Que felt something amiss.

"Supreme Ming Que, Mr. Jiang asks you to go back and rest!" A shout sounded, as Wu Qianxun approached from the staff passage.

Momentarily stunned, Supreme Ming Que nodded apologetically towards Yan Hu and Wu Qianxun then turned towards the elevator area.

Fa Mo'er glanced at Wu Qianxun, his eyes narrowing slightly, with a look of astonishment.

"This gentleman, please apologize!" Wu Qianxun looked at Mo Si indifferently, speaking blandly.

"You old fart..." Mo Si burned with anger, glaring fiercely at Wu Qianxun.

"Mo Si!" Fa Mo'er once again sternly stopped Mo Si, staring directly at Wu Qianxun and asked softly, "What is this gentleman's relationship with Jiang Chen?"

Wu Qianxun responded placidly, "The butler."

Fa Mo'er started in surprise, frowning tightly, giving Wu Qianxun a profound look, he turned to Mo Si, "Apologize."

"Grandfather?! You, you want me to apologize?" Mo Si looked at Fa Mo'er incredulously.

"Apologize!" Fa Mo'er repeated once more.

Mo Si's heart trembled, turning forcefully to look at Wu Qianxun, some hidden suspicions brewing in his mind.

"Apologize to Yichen!" Yan Hu suddenly interjected.

Mo Si furrowed his brows tightly, glaring fiercely at Yan Hu. He had already guessed Wu Qianxun's strength, originally he intended only to apologize via Wu Qianxun, but with Yan Hu's remarks, he could no longer apologize solely to Wu Qianxun.

Apologizing to a Saint Realm Expert, Mo Si could accept, but apologizing to a company was something he couldn't swallow!

Nevertheless, he had created this situation himself, and despite his reluctance, he had to apologize, as their purpose here requires Jiang Chen's cooperation!

"I apologize to Yichen for my previous words and actions, sorry!" Mo Si said angrily, his voice filled with rage.

"You may leave now!" Yan Hu spoke once more.

Mo Si instantly burned with anger, shouting aloud, "What did you say?"

An icy glint flashed in Fa Mo'er's eyes as he stared fixedly at Yan Hu.

"I said, you may leave! The Young Master will not meet you!" Yan Hu repeated.

"Kid, are you messing with me?" Mo Si was completely furious, glaring dangerous at Yan Hu, a powerful aura faintly surrounding him.

Yan Hu glanced indifferently at Mo Si, turned towards Fa Mo'er, "Sir, I advise you to control your grandson. This is Flame Dragon, Yichen Hotel, not your family, not a place where he can misbehave as he pleases. They've caused trouble twice now; I do not wish to see a third time!"

Fa Mo'er looked coldly at Yan Hu, speaking icily, "Do you know where we come from? What right do you have to advise me?"

Hearing this, Yan Hu closed his mouth, casting a detached glance at Fa Mo'er, turning and walking towards the elevator.

Fa Mo'er's face twisted in anger, a chilling killing intent flickering in his eyes, never before, since becoming one of the seven leaders of the Qi Sha Group, had he been treated in such a way!

Buzz!

A stern killing intent emerged, Fa Mo'er coldly watching Yan Hu's back tread forward.

Click!

Wu Qianxun took a step sideways, blocking Fa Mo'er's path, staring directly into his eyes.

"Move!" Fa Mo'er commanded coldly, an icy killing aura rising from him.

"Fa Mo'er!"

A shout echoed, as an elderly man walked into the hotel with a young woman.

"Mu Sita?!"

Fa Mo'er turned, his brow gently furrowing.

"Grandpa Fa Mo'er!" The young woman slightly bowed to Fa Mo'er, turning to Wu Qianxun, "This gentleman, please notify Mr. Jiang that Lu Shi has arrived."

"Miss Lu Shi!" Yan Hu, who hadn't reached the elevator, turned back, "Please wait; I will call the Young Master."

After briefing Lu Shi, Yan Hu took out his phone and began dialing.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan Hu!" Lu Shi smiled gently and nodded.

Fa Mo'er furrowed his brows, turning to Mu Sita, "Mu Sita, what does this mean? This task is mine!"

"Fa Mo'er, I haven't come to fight over the task or to prevent you from completing it, but to clarify the composition of our Qi Sha Group to Mr. Jiang, so he knows this task was accepted by you, not related to the entire Qi Sha!" Mu Sita abstractly responded.

"Grandpa Mu Sita, what does this mean? Are you so afraid of Jiang Chen?" Mo Si looked at Mu Sita disdainfully.

Mu Sita ignored Mo Si, quietly waiting for Yan Hu to finish the call.

Mo Si's face changed slightly, resentment brewing in his eyes, his gaze shifted to Lu Shi, mockingly speaking, "Lu Shi, I heard last time Jiang Chen sealed your power; could it be you got with him and now you've come to acknowledge him?"

"Mo Si, if you want to die, I can grant your wish!" Before Lu Shi could respond, Mu Sita sternly spoke.

"Try it!" Fa Mo'er coldly glared at Mu Sita.

"Alright, try it!" Wu Qianxun's eyes flashed with icy killing intent, he spoke coldly, "Let's see if smearing the Young Master won't lead to his death at my hands!"

Fa Mo'er's face changed, he turned and stared intensely at Wu Qianxun, "If you dare harm Mo Si, I'll turn Yichen Group into a dead company!"

"Okay!" Yan Hu suddenly spoke, turning to Fa Mo'er, he activated the speaker on his phone.

"Miss Lu Shi, bring your grandfather and Hu Zi upstairs, as for Fa Mo'er, the three of you may leave, this feud has been established today, once outside the hotel's doors, it's a matter of life and death!"

The voice of Jiang Chen came from the earpiece, followed by the call being abruptly ended.

"Miss Lu Shi, Mr. Mu Sita, please!"

Yan Hu gestured invitingly, pocketing his phone, making an ushering gesture towards Lu Shi towards the elevator.

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