Helian Chengyan's hands suddenly clenched, the veins on the back of his hands bulging visibly.
Chi Xingye could naturally feel Helian Chengyan's anger. To prevent him from losing control, he silently squeezed his hand, signaling him not to be impulsive.
After all, not only were the banquet's guests present, but the media was there too.
Helian Chengyan took a deep breath, "Even if I don't make your kidnapping public, for the other things you've done alone, I have a thousand methods, ten thousand ways, to send you to your death!"
Each of his words emanated authority and allowed no room for question.
Faced with such a man, Helian Yingbo was somewhat fearful, as his power had waned, and he no longer had the ability to contend against him.
As the military police were about to take him away, Helian Yingbo thought of his purpose and hurriedly said, "Don't you all want to know Mo Shang's whereabouts?"
