The news of Lu Qiang's death had been spread everywhere. The one person was the happiest one and he was in the mood of the celebration.
Sitting in his study room in the Xi residence, Xi Cheng instructed his assistant who was there to give all the updates of the situation to his boss.
"Get me a drink," Xi Cheng ordered and the assistant nodded.
Picking up his cellphone from the table, Xi Cheng made a call. "Finally, we got success. Mr. Victor."
"It was not what I wanted," the cold voice came out.
"I know, but no one can predict the intensity of the situation and things turn into something else," Xi Cheng countered.
"I didn't want him to die. Dying is the easy way out. I wanted him to be half dead so that the person can feel its pain." Victor spoke again.
"I am sorry but things….."
"You changed the plan on your own when clearly it was not what I asked you to do," the man interrupted Xi Cheng.
