The door to Fu Muzhong’s house burst open, kicked in by Bo Ye.
When the two men looked up, the last person either expected to see was the other.
Without a second thought, Bo Ye lunged forward, grabbing Fu Muzhong by the collar and slamming him back against the wall.
His sharp eyes bored into him, Bo Ye’s voice pure ice, all traces of their former friendship forgotten. “You have a death wish, don’t
















