Old Zhang's will
In Shanghai.
The heavenly Department.
Within the combat heavenly Palace.
The meeting was coming to an end.
When Fang ping stood up, the hall door opened, signaling the end of the meeting.
Fang ping seemed to be a little regretful, his tone slightly bleak."The meeting will end here. If you don't plan to leave, you can rest in Shanghai for a few days. Don't run around."
The meeting went well, but Fang Ping's dissatisfied tone surprised some people.
What was there to be dissatisfied about?
Everyone agreed to whatever he said.
Even Jiang Qi from Wei Yushan didn't go against him.
As the group walked out one after another, Fang ping stared at them. The one he looked at the most was still Jiang Xi. His gaze seemed to see through Jiang Xi, so piercing that goosebumps were rising on her back.
Jiang Yao frowned slightly, ignored him, and strode away.