Meanwhile, at the Beijing Wang Family.
Wang Anlong hadn't slept a wink all night, sitting in his study room throughout. The ashtray beside him was filled with cigarette butts, and the floor was littered with ash and more butts, filling the entire room with a suffocating smoky smell.
At this moment, Wang Anlong was still clutching a cigarette, his eyes ringed with dark circles from a sleepless night, and his eyes bloodshot and frightening. His face was sinister and cold to the extreme, almost making one mistake him for a vengeful ghost.
Since Lu Tianxing was discharged from the hospital yesterday, Wang Anlong hadn't been able to eat or sleep well. Lu Tianxing's discharge not only represented the failure of the Heavenly God's assassination but also signaled that the battle between the Wang Family and Lu Tianxing had reached a boiling point.
