The Second Hall Master had waited a long time for Cheng Juan.
He looked behind Cheng Juan, but didn't notice the airport high-level personnel. His heart skipped a beat and turned cold.
He had built up the forces in City C bit by bit. Originally, he had harbored hopes for Cheng Juan because of Cheng Mu and felt like if Cheng Mu had such strength, then perhaps he could trust Old Master Cheng's vision…
"Third Young Master, let's quickly withdraw." The Second Hall Master glanced at Cheng Juan with darkened eyes. "We might still recover some losses…"
Looking away from the crowd, Cheng Juan recovered from his slight startle and slowly took out his phone. His long eyelashes drooped down, hiding his expression, and he seemed to be sending a message.
He didn't seem to hear what the Second Hall Master said.
The Second Hall Master watched as Cheng Juan slowly walked forward.
The security guard from just now pressed on the walkie-talkie.
