Here they come!
In the reception room, Caruso and Satria, who had been sitting idly, exchanged glances with slightly quivering eye corners. Their smiles remained sincere and bright, yet there was a fleeting sigh when they exhaled.
They had been stretching their necks, waiting for this moment like the blade was finally coming down.
Instinctively, they raised their heads and slightly stood up. But as they looked toward the door, they realized that the person entering wasn't Ji Jue at all.
Ling Shuo.
With a smile on his face, Chairman Ling strode in confidently like a dragon and gestured for them to sit down. He then sat unceremoniously on the sofa opposite them.
He picked up the tea that had just been served and took a sip before speaking slowly, "Apologies, Mr. Ji had a sudden commitment. The matters of the Desert Market will be handled by me."
He paused for a moment, and then unexpectedly asked, "Surely you two aren't feeling resentful or disappointed because of this?"
