As the footsteps drew nearer, several people suddenly rushed out from around the corner.
At the front was an old man with a white beard, dressed in a white lab coat and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Seeing the scene before him, he was simultaneously enraged and astonished.
He was angry that someone had intruded into their ranch and even reached their base. What surprised him was how the corridor of their base, which was built with reinforced concrete, could've collapsed. Even if a heavy truck weighing dozens of tons rolled over it, this kind of situation shouldn't have occurred!
"Heh heh…"
Zhang Xian grinned at the old man, chuckling, "So, a Grandmaster, not bad! This place does have some strength."
"You can see my strength?" The old man was taken aback. "Or are you just guessing?"
"What's so difficult about discerning your strength?"
Zhang Xian responded with a creepy smile, "You guys have had a guy in white coming by, right? Where is he now? I want to meet him."
