Tang Qing followed Yu Zhengfeng to the Qiankun Pavilion on the ninth floor. Facing Yu Zhengfeng's over-enthusiastic demeanor, Tang Qing could only say... Being valued by others felt great, but it somewhat lessened the joy.
At the moment, two of Chai Ren's black-clad bodyguards were standing at the door of the Qiankun Pavilion. Tang Qing found them 'very familiar'. Besides, there was Monkey. Inside, Chai Ren and Liu Qian were talking.
"Brother Monkey, I hope your trip to the United States has been good," Tang Qing greeted, smiling at Monkey.
To pursue martial arts, Monkey had been trying to appeal to the fighters' emotions, but to no avail. War machines only understood orders, disappointing Monkey and his group. All he could say was sorry.
