For a long time, no one made a noise in the room.
The male workers were slumped near the entrance. Their eyes glazed over as they stared at the open window.
The scene that happened earlier was just like a dream.
'Who is this boyfriend of our boss?'
Only questions and confusion were left in their minds.
Once away from the factory, Tang Hao increased his speed and dashed away. Soon, he arrived at the mountain and intercepted the man who was running down the hill.
Tang Hao furrowed his brows when he saw that person.
He knew that person's outfit very well: A felt hat and a black suitcase. That person was a Nanyang shaman.
His gaze turned cold and his killing intent rose.
He did not have a good impression of Nanyang shamans.
The Nanyang shaman was shocked when he saw Tang Hao appear suddenly in front of him.
"We… We can talk, brother!" He said with a shaking voice.
Tang Hao examined him closely.
