The two of them were at complete odds.
Ji Nan did not respond further but pressed the remote. At the far end of the immense hall, a huge projection screen slowly descended, alongside a blackout panel beside it, gradually bringing the image into focus.
Uncle Dong, eyeing the setup, clasped his hands and sneered coldly, "I really want to see what tricks you're playing!"
All eyes converged on the screen, which, once the projector's light hit it, displayed a vivid scene.
The man on the screen looked tall and gentlemanly, wearing thin-framed glasses, his face marked with the clear signs of age yet still spirited. Who could it be but Uncle Dong?
Everyone, seeing this Uncle Dong, couldn't help but glance at the real Uncle Dong and bizarrely found the person on the screen to be much younger than the man himself.
A look of astonishment crossed Uncle Dong's face.
For the Uncle Dong in the footage was, shockingly, in Mo Shu's room.
As the scene moved, it entered Mo Shu's jewelry room.
