C341 The Perplexed Liu Qin

A hint of guilt even appeared on Liu Tiannan's face. He was at a loss. In all the years that he had lived, he had never been less calm than he was today. Looking out of the window, he weakly waved his hand. Uncle Qi, you go out first.

Yes, sir. Uncle Qi bowed and pushed out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.

Liu Tiannan lit up a cigar and took a deep drag from it