The entire press conference scene was eerily quiet, except for the faint sound of cameras and equipment rotating, you could hardly hear even a breath—it was terrifyingly soft.
The media reporters present didn't dare to breathe heavily; their eyes showed fear and apprehension, yet there was a hint of excitement.
Damn, which idiotic colleague dared to ask such a stupid... yet such a thrilling question!
Bai Yiming, who had been silent, curled his lips into a cold smirk, his peach-blossom eyes flashing with sharp and icy glares; his gaze swept across the audience below the stage and finally fixed fiercely on a man sitting in a corner.
As if feeling the cruelty and ruthlessness in Bai Yiming's gaze, that man's body trembled violently, then buried his head even deeper.
