The Presidential Suite at the Douglas Hotel.
Li Zerui awoke from his coma to find himself lying in bed, his body covered in ointments.
Then, that piercing pain struck, contorting his face into a gruesome grimace.
"Zhou Yu!!!!"
"I will never let him off."
"Where is he?"
Li Zerui roared.
Gu Hongcai said in silence,
"We were supposed to take him down, but Hou Guangshou, the Deputy Minister of the Haizhou Martial Hall, intervened, and it was inconvenient for us to take action by force."
"Deputy Minister of the Haizhou Martial Hall? Of what should we be afraid?"
"Gu, just kill him, whatever happens, I will take responsibility."
Li Zerui was livid with rage, throwing caution to the wind, he wanted Zhou Yu dead.
At this moment, Jin Yidao spoke up,
"Our most important task this time is to find the Bai Family people."
"We cannot be delayed by other matters."
Jin Yidao's words obviously carried an oppressive force, causing Li Zerui to not dare to rebut rashly.
