Xing Jiuan's people arrived very quickly. There were three of them, and all of them looked to be in their twenties.
The person in the lead walked a little quickly and smiled widely when he saw Xing Jiuan.
"Boss, I missed you so much."
However, knowing Xing Jiuan's personality, he did not ask for a hug.
After all, she would not give it to him even if he asked for it.
The two people behind were more silent. When they saw Xing Jiuan, they only smiled slightly, but one could tell that they were happy.
Lu Zhichen and Xing Jiuan brought them to the man's room.
"Is this the man, Boss?" The talkative young man was not mentally prepared. He was also surprised to see this man.
It was because the man's appearance was too shocking. He was like a dried corpse from ancient legends, terrifying them.
"Mm-hm."
The other two brought the man up.
