"Sir, please mind your language."
"Get lost."
Xi Yemo spun around abruptly, causing the person clinging to him to stumble and fall, watching helplessly as Xi Yemo rushed away.
At the same time, the plane was already speeding down the runway.
The moment Xi Yemo dashed off, the plane had already taken off into the bright blue sky.
Damn, he was still a bit too slow.
The man's face turned rather ugly.
"He's right there." Several security officers ran in with the police.
"Sir, please come with us."
A chubby policeman stepped forward.
"If there's anything, find my assistant." Xi Yemo's eyes darkened.
"Sir, you..."
Before the fat policeman could speak, a bunch of people rushed in again, surrounding Xi Yemo.
"I am Mr. Xi's lawyer. If you have anything, talk to me." A middle-aged man with a cultured demeanor spoke up.
The security officers and policemen hadn't started speaking yet.
Again, several people ran up in a frenzy.
