Zhao Ling swung her beautiful legs and made her way to a long table in the center of the hall, placing down the map of Sky Fortune City's street layout and said softly, "Mr. Wu."
Sitting in a corner not far from her, Wu Yi had always been inconspicuous, but he stood up with a smile upon being called.
Pang Jian glanced over and noticed that this was a middle-aged man dressed like a scholar, holding a feather fan in his hand.
"Everyone, come take a look."
Wu Yi beckoned with his hand.
Pang Jian, Meng Qiulan, and Yang Yuansen all moved closer to the long table.
The two individuals who had been standing behind Yang Yuansen did not move, remaining in their original spot like cold, hard stones.
"This is the big residence where the Beast-Catching Ship is berthed."
