The sudden change was almost in the blink of an eye.
Wu Rong didn’t have ti to react before Su Ming grabbed his neck.
At that mont, Wu Rong felt an unprecedented fear.
He had never experienced the feeling of death himself before.
But now, at the instant Su Ming touched his neck, his limbs went ice cold.
This change also occurred in Su Ming.
"What’s going on? Could it be, could it be that I..."
Su Ming was also puzzled by the change in himself.
Since killing soone, it was the first ti he felt the urge to kill another.
Unexpectedly, when a person’s life was truly in his hands.
He actually felt a certain pleasure in his heart.
This sensation was urging him, making his grip tighten.
Urging him to kill the person in front of him.
Just as Su Ming was gradually being consud by that feeling, a shout reached his ears.
"Su Ming!"
Su Ming snapped back to reality instantly, but cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Had I been distracted just now?
If I hadn’t co to my senses in ti, the consequences would have been...
Thinking of this, Su Ming looked at Wu Rong in his hands.
At this mont, Wu Rong looked terrified, his body constantly struggling to free himself.
Because of the montary distraction, Su Ming’s grip had intensified, nearly strangling Wu Rong.
"Su Ming, let go, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never oppose you again, please let go."
When one truly experiences a brush with death, all their inner defenses collapse.
Jing Ke is said to have killed at the age of twelve, yet when facing the Qin King, he was too frightened to act.
Why? Because he knew, whether he succeeded or not, he would surely die.
If Qin Wuyang was like this, not to ntion a regular person like Wu Rong.
Just then, a voice ca through.
"Stop!"
Imdiately, a middle-aged man strode over.
"Stop!"
Su Ming snorted coldly, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with icy eyes.
"Mr. Su, this is a misunderstanding, please release Wu Rong first, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Su Ming directly tossed Wu Rong aside.
The terror-stricken Wu Rong felt his neck, and upon realizing he was still alive, his face lit up with excitent.
In that state, he looked like so village idiot.
The middle-aged man glanced around, frowning.
He turned to Wu Rong.
"Wu Rong, is this how you handled things? Mr. Fu is very displeased with your behavior."
Upon hearing this, Wu Rong scrambled to the middle-aged man’s side.
"Mr. Yi, please, please put in a good word for , I, I know I was wrong."
It was clear to everyone that Wu Rong acted out of personal vendetta.
But if it ended like this, no one would say anything.
The problem was that the issue had escalated to near fatality.
Soone would definitely have to pay a price.
"Mr. Fu said, you will work as security for three months, and if such a thing happens again, you know the consequences."
Not to ntion three months as security, even three years, as long as Mr. Fu hadn’t given up on him, it would be worth it.
Hearing Mr. Yi’s words, Wu Rong clung to it like a lifeline, rushing to kowtow.
Mr. Yi ignored Wu Rong and turned to Su Ming.
"Mr. Su, this is a mbership card for the Kingdom Trade Center. Since its release, only over a hundred cards have been issued. Please accept it."
Seeing the black card, Sheng Tianlun’s eyes widened.
"A Kingdom Trade Center mbership card? This, this kid..."
To know that the Kingdom Trade Center has a powerful background, even the strongest group in Longcheng only holds so shares, let alone a mbership card.
It is a symbol of status and power; only five people in Longcheng possess this card.
"Inside are so of our gestures; our mbership card can be used as a bank card, absolutely safe, in hopes of calming you down, Mr. Su."
There’s a verbal apology and practical action.
Even for Su Ming, he couldn’t find fault with them.
If he didn’t accept now, that would be unreasonable.
Su Ming then accepted the black mbership card into his chest pocket.
Mr. Yi smiled, then stepped toward Sheng Tianlun.
"Young Master Sheng, my apologies, here is a ten-thousand-yuan voucher, a small token."
For an ordinary family, ten thousand yuan might be pinchingly painful.
But for Sheng Tianlun, it was nothing.
However, this was the Kingdom Trade Center’s voucher.
Its value lay not in spending but in its face value.
Only Sheng Tianlun understood its true worth.
Initially feeling aggrieved from a beating, upon seeing the voucher he forgot about the pain.
"It’s fine, really, I’m alright."
Afterward, Mr. Yi turned to Wu Guizhen.
"My apologies, Miss, for frightening you, please accept this. From now on, you are welco to enjoy complintary makeup sessions here with our internationally fad makeup artists at any ti."
Wu Guizhen initially wanted to refuse, but seeing Su Ming nod at her, she accepted.
Finally, Mr. Yi’s gaze stopped on Xue Ruohan.
Seeing Xue Ruohan, Mr. Yi appeared rather solemn.
After a mont, he sighed.
"I never expected it to be Miss Xue."
"Miss Xue, is it because you like Miss Wu’s ring? That’s easy to arrange, I’ll have it sent over imdiately, it won’t take more than two hours to reach you."
Even with air transport, it would take only two hours, showcasing the Kingdom Trade Center’s power.
But Xue Ruohan casually said, "Oh, it’s alright."
"If everyone can have it, no matter how good, I don’t like it."
Then, Xue Ruohan stood up and left.
Mr. Yi stood still, not attempting to stop her.
Just as Xue Ruohan passed by Su Ming, she paused.
She glanced at Su Ming, thought for a mont, and said, "Nothing is appropriate in the near future, be extra careful."
Su Ming didn’t expect this woman to speak to him and was montarily taken aback.
Once he ca to his senses, Xue Ruohan had already left.
"This woman is so strange."
Su Ming frowned, unsure what Xue Ruohan was up to.
However, since the matter had reached a conclusion, there was no need for him to stay any longer.
"Mr. Su..."
Just as Su Ming was about to leave, Mr. Yi suddenly spoke.
"I wish you an enjoyable ti."
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