On Sheng Jing's side, they received the news, but Sheng Yuanhang had already beaten them to it.
"Third Young Master, the Eldest Young Master is going too far! Clearly, this was the task Grandpa assigned to you!" Sheng Jing's assistant, Chen Fei, scowled.
Chen Fei had grown up with Sheng Jing and shared a bond deeper than blood with him. Sheng Jing knew that Chen Fei was truly loyal, unlike his blood-related brothers who were always looking to take advantage of him.
"If Grandpa hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known and wouldn't have beaten us to it," Sheng Jing said.
Chen Fei paused, a bit puzzled, "But why did Grandpa do this?"
A cold smirk played on Sheng Jing's lips before he suppressed it and said calmly, "Arrange for a plane. Sheng Yuanhang has beaten us to it, and we can't waste any more time."
Why? It was so obvious...
