"What!"
Frank's body trembled slightly, his expression somewhat pallid. He took a step forward, grabbed Joe's collar, and pulled him closer, then asked sternly.
"What do you mean by that, who are they?" He seemed unable to understand the implication in Joe's words, with disbelief and a hint of hope on his face.
"It's those we've been cooperating with..."
After Joe finished speaking, he turned his face in another direction. When he had just returned, he received other news, worse news, and he didn't know how to tell him.
The scene seemed to take him back to the events of three years ago, a few days before their defeat in the United Kingdom.
Just as they were immersed in the joy of assumed victory, the next moment awaited them like an abyss. Zhuo Xiangqiao delivered the deepest blow as they were celebrating victory.
Now, it felt like they were reliving those events.
He knew what would happen next even with his eyes closed.
Zhuo Xiangqiao...
