"Mr. Fa, please do not offend Mr. Jiang. The ancestor commanded us to forge a solid friendship with Mr. Jiang, not to provoke him!"
Xi'er noticed the change in Fa's expression, reached out to hold him, and whispered a warning.
"I understand!"
Fa spoke casually, pushing Xi'er's hand away and chasing after Jiang Chen and his group.
Xi'er furrowed his brows slightly, took a deep look at Fa's back, and quietly pulled out his phone to make a call.
...
"Mr. Jiang."
Once inside the room, as everyone took their seats, Fa spoke softly, "I apologize for my behavior just now, but I have a question for Mr. Jiang."
"You want to know why our strength is so formidable?" Jiang Chen glanced at Fa indifferently.
Fa nodded lightly, his eyes blazing as he said, "As long as Mr. Jiang is willing to tell me, I can secure a position as a Holy Court Deacon for Mr. Jiang."
