Old Factory Conqueror

"I'm sorry, Bancheng. I have no choice."

"It's okay, I understand."

"Alright, then I'm relieved. I don't know what's wrong with the old man at home. He said that I won't be going at night and that I shouldn't go back in the future. There's no choice."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"…"

After Su Bancheng hung up, he was the fourth person to call and postpone tonight's dinner. With a wave of his right hand, the five copper coins instantly flashed with the phantom of gossip.

Damn it.

Someone was causing trouble.

He wanted to see who it was.

Su Bancheng narrowed his eyes and his Heavenly Secrets Internal Breath instantly moved. The five copper coins seemed to have been pulled by something and flickered with the phantom of the Eight Trigrams. They left his palm and floated in the air, buzzing endlessly.

An Ya, who was sitting opposite him, watched Su Bancheng's movements expressionlessly.

The next second.