No need, go on in. We've got some important guests coming later." Jiang Cheng looked into the distance, clearly deep in thought as he spoke.
When it came to Ten Thousand Realms, Jiang Cheng had absolute confidence. He believed that since those small fry could get wind of it, the real big shots definitely wouldn't let this chance slip by, and would be in a rush to come find him. All he needed to do was wait at home.
Time ticked by bit by bit, and gradually, night fell.
Just then, four cars silently pulled up at the gate. A dozen Jing Wei got out first, and right after them, two elderly men stepped down from two of the cars.
"Old Li, you're pretty impatient, huh." One old man said to the other with a smile.
"Old Zhang, like you aren't? I rushed like hell and still only got here about the same time as you. Looks like you're not stupid either—you know what Ten Thousand Realms means to us." The elder called Old Li shot back, not willing to be outdone.
