Chapter 769

• He pinched his cheek, as if pondering for a few seconds, "Didn't President Fu kneel three years ago? At that time, he knelt to a fugitive, so disgraceful. Now he kneels to me, you've gained."
• The air at this moment fell into a deathly silence.
• The dark eyes of Jonathan Foster were tinged with crimson, Yu Tang's momentum had long since retreated, but hatred and jealousy filled him, giving birth to a Yu Tang who was even more deranged than before.