Just as Li Wei was crying and doing her homework, Li Rui received a familiar phone call.
brother Lei, it's already so late. What's the matter? "
"I've received a notice that your game may have to be changed."
"What?"
"You can't explain it over the phone. Go downstairs now. Someone will come to pick you up. After that, you just have to leave with them. Someone else will explain it to you."
Li Rui hung up the phone in confusion. He couldn't figure out why Wang Lei was related to the Golden Dragon cup.
After telling Li Wei to finish her homework and go to bed, Li Rui went to the hall on the first floor alone.
Before he could look around, a square-faced young man came up to him.
His eyes were determined, his posture was straight like a javelin, and the distance between each step seemed to be measured with a ruler. Anyone could feel the strong aura of an iron-blooded Army from him.
"Hello, are you Mr. Li Rui?"
"Yes, and you are?"
