“Entering seclusion?”
Hong Tan smiled and turned his head to look at Zhou Mingren. He smiled and said, “Elder Zhou, many people died in your house. It’s really tragic. I don’t think anyone died on my side. It seems that my luck is pretty good, right?”
Zhou Mingren ignored him. At this moment, there were people constantly sending him voice transmissions to introduce some of the recent events.
Hong Tan took a deep breath and smiled. “Forget it, it doesn’t seem like I’ve suffered any losses. It’s just that... I’ve disappeared. It’s nothing. I’ll find him sooner or later. It’s nothing. Keep a low profile. Keep a low profile.”
At this moment, ji Hong said calmly, “Don’t keep a low profile. What’s there to keep a low profile for? Yuan Qingdong, announce what elder Hong is going to do next!”
Yuan Qingdong frowned slightly.
