While Zheng Ren was talking nonsense in the operating theater, Jin Yaowu got off a plane with a medical supplies merchant beside him as his assistant. He dragged the luggage to the airport.
The regional manager of the Imperial Capital, who had medical supplies merchants, was waiting for him at the airport early in the morning. When he saw Jin Yaowu, he greeted him with a big smile.
"Hello, Professor Jin."
Jin Yaowu's expression was very cold. Jin Yaowu shook his hand and walked straight to the exit.
The regional manager of the Imperial Capital was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked at his colleague from the Sorcery Capital who had accompanied Jin Yaowu. His eyes were full of questions.
The person who had accompanied Jin Yaowu was a man in his thirties. Although he was young, he was mature and steady. He gave the colleague who had come to pick him up a look. Without saying anything, he followed Jin Yaowu out.