Wu Zhang looked like a king entering the scene with his subordinates following behind him. His chin was held high, with a stoic expression on his face and a chilling aura emanating from him. One of his hands was tucked in the pocket of his jacket that hung around his shoulders and his long legs took large strides to reach them. He was being followed by a number of men, who were his underlings, one man in the uniform of a doctor who was being pulled by two of those underlings and one poor looking women who was captured by two other underlings to be dragged to the room.
When Wu Zhang reached the door where everyone stood, he slightly bobbed his head in response to the greetings of Song Chen and the rest before walking up to Song Jia and wrapping his arms around her slender waist to pull her in for a hug.
