Dlamini’s Visit

At the Walvis Bay International Airport, a private plane was granted permission to land. It began its slow descend onto the airport.

When the plane came to a stop, an elderly man got off the plane.

The color on the elderly man's face was poor, his cheeks were sunken as if he had been stricken with a horrible disease. He could barely walk on his own and needed two female assistants to support him.

A dozen black-suited bodyguards followed closely behind the elderly man. Even the security guards of the airport could not help but fix their gaze on the parade.

After they had passed the immigration check, the elderly man and his crew exited the airport.

A fleet of vehicles was already parked outside the airport waiting for them.

"Sir Dlamini."

Brando went up to greet him along with a host of B.S.S. members, bowing slightly as he greeted, "Please come with me, Mr. Chen has been waiting."

"Brando, how're things going around here?"