Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 136

Sun Mingxuan’s face was as pale as a sheet of paper; his previous arrogance was gone and he was shaking.

Xu Hai and the other wealthy kids were sobbing; they all looked angry and felt like they were being lied to.

What Young Master Sun? What uncle? That Sun Jianye was nothing more than a dog to Ma Sanyuan. Where did Sun Mingxuan get his guts from to ask Ma Sanyuan to kneel down and apologize to him?

This as*hole really screwed them over this time. They didn’t know if they would anger Ma Sanyuan and make him take revenge on them.

The whole group of wealthy kids were all completely pale and they felt uneasy; they yearned to tear Sun Mingxuan to pieces.

There was a cigar in Ma Sanyuan’s mouth as he smiled coldly and disdainfully. Standing up, he said, “Sun, I will save you some face. Today, I’ll teach you to discern the situation properly, otherwise, goodness knows how you’d end up killing yourself. That would be all for today. As for the possible alliance on the engineering project you mentioned previously, we’ll talk about that another day.”

Ma Sanyuan bowed respectfully to Chu Feng, then he took big strides out of the private room.

Sun Jianye's face changed; those few engineering projects could affect his future and progress in his career.

“Chairman Ma, please wait. We can compromise further and discuss more about this.”

Sun Jianye quickly followed behind Ma Sanyuan and left. He completely ignored Sun Mingxuan who was kneeling pathetically on the floor.

“Young Master Sun, I have something to attend to and I should leave now.”

“Me too. Goodbye!”

All the wealthy kids in the private room could not wait to put some distance between themselves and Sun Mingxuan; they didn’t want to stir up more trouble and thus they hurriedly scuttled away.

For Sun Mingxuan who was kneeling on the floor, it was like he just woke up from a dream.

He went from being popular to being detested. The fall from grace took less than two hours; to him, these two hours felt as long as half a century.

“Mingxuan, are you alright?”

Only Zhou Ying walked to his side. She whipped out a handkerchief to wipe off his blood. There were tears in her eyes. “Come, let’s go home.”