"Okay."
Makely smiled sweetly as she replied, then followed two Ninth Bureau staff members who had been waiting by the side and left.
Watching her gradually receding figure, Zhang Beixing knew that the real show was just about to begin.
"Minister Zhang, come over here for a moment."
Zhang Delin said this through gritted teeth.
He had a vague look in his eyes, almost as if they were red, "Really, boss? Your subordinates' strength has increased, what are you jealous of?"
"Given your age, even if you were given a dose of some drug, I'm afraid your body couldn't handle it. The next day, all the news headlines would be about you, which would really be embarrassing."
"6"
Zhang Delin gritted his teeth for a while, only managing to say the number 6.
"Speak, explain to me why he suddenly became a Great Grandmaster."
Zhang Beixing shrugged, and after giving Leng Bing a look, Leng Bing caught on and briefly explained the events that had taken place recently.
