C313 The Situation in Jing City

At the Wu residence, Wu Guang sat in a chair, his brow furrowed in concern as he held his chin. Next to him, the table bore the marks of his fingers, etched from his deep worries.

It would be hard for anyone to imagine such a formidable figure wrestling with troubles.

His son, Wu Sihai, sat across from him, his expression grave, not daring to utter a word