Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 951: Compared to You, I’m Still Far Behind

In the past few months, their organization suffered enormous losses of both financial and human resources.

Yet, Jun Moyan managed to remain unscathed, keeping himself entirely clean without any loss.

If they hadn’t later discovered that Jun Moyan never actually joined the Baiming Sect and deliberately fabricated his association with them to instigate mutual destruction, they might still be played like fools by Jun Moyan.

However, their enmity with the Baiming Sect was firmly established.

Most of the people present actually belonged to the NEW organization, which explained the hostility in their eyes when looking at Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan had indeed caused them considerable trouble.

Lately, though, Baiming Sect seemed to have reformed and toned down their actions, or they would still be in endless conflict.

In fact, they really owed it to Wen Xiao’ai, because if it weren’t for her making Nie Jiuque promise to stop doing bad things last time, Nie Jiuque might not have given up so easily.

"Daddy, what are you talking about? How can you speak about someone like that?" The girl beside him wasn’t pleased to hear her beloved being disparaged by her father.

However, the girl’s defense didn’t earn any favor from Jun Moyan.

He merely responded indifferently, "Mr. Wells, you overestimate me. Compared to you, I’m far behind."

"Hmph." Wells snorted coldly, gripping his wine glass slightly harder due to his inner emotions.

"Daddy..."

Sensing the unpleasant conversation, the girl felt somewhat annoyed with her father and tried to ease the atmosphere.

"Moyan, would you like something to drink? Wine or champagne? I’ll get it for you," the girl said, stepping forward, attempting to link arms with Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan frowned slightly, directly stepping back, avoiding her as if she were a viper.

This action by Jun Moyan caused the girl’s face to pale slightly, leaving her unsure of how to retract her extended hand.

This also made Wells displeased, but he said nothing.

After avoiding her, Jun Moyan ignored the girl and turned to Wells: "Mr. Wells, I mainly came here to ask one thing clearly."

"What is it?" Wells asked knowingly.

"I don’t know if I have offended Mr. Wells in any way, but why repeatedly obstruct my transport routes?"

Initially, Jun Moyan didn’t intend to confront Wells about this in person.

He was just in the area for a business trip to meet a friend, but as soon as he arrived, he was invited by Wells to this feast.

It was clear that Wells had been having someone monitor his movements all along.

Jun Moyan is someone who never takes the initiative to cause trouble; instead, he often chooses to endure if the pros and cons warrant it.

But his endurance was never out of fear of trouble.

Wells’ actions had already greatly displeased him.

Wells smiled slightly, his eyes a bit victorious, clearly indicating that it was intentional, precisely to force Jun Moyan to come here.

And the purpose, well, everyone understood it in their hearts.

"Young Master Jun, honestly, it’s not what I want. After all, blocking someone’s source of income is quite unethical, but I’m really sorry. In this society, competition is too fierce, surviving is too hard. I have thousands and thousands of mouths to feed under me; it’s tough for me too."

Wells looked distressed, but the triumph in his eyes was unconcealed. Clearly, he had an attitude of making everyone rich together, or no one earns anything.