In another private room.
Ye Wangchuan chatted with Nan Tianyi for a while more. Nan Tianyi asked about the big and small matters in Beijing, including the mysterious organization in Country Z, the Ninth Branch.
Ye Wangchuan took off his jacket and draped it over the back of the chair. He was wearing a white shirt, which gave off a noble and distant aura, making him stand out.
He had a good upbringing, so he answered Nan Tianyi's questions one by one.
Nan Tianyi had been observing him for a while. Like Xie Tingyun, the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he was. He asked him with a smile, "Little Ye, your surname is Ye, and you're from Beijing. Ye Maoshan is your…"
The Independent Continent had always been isolated from the world.
