"Old master, what can I do for you?"
Huang Baoding opened the door and asked, puzzled.
Because of Song Yun's status, many people dreamt of instant success, hoping to gain the favor of the richest man in Magic Capital every day.
Some daring souls, having gotten hold of certain information from who knows where, even had the audacity to come knocking directly, and had it not been for Huang Baoding and the others forcibly ejecting them, those people would have pitched tents right at the doorstep.
"May I ask, is this the home of Magic Capital's richest man, Song Yun?"
The old man asked with a benevolent smile.
Huang Baoding nodded, not understanding, and the next second the old man vanished from his line of sight. Huang Baoding only felt a slap against his chest and then the whole person was tossed into the air, crashing heavily into the flower pond.
