After leaving the real estate company, Wang Yu climbed into his car. Once he started the engine, he suddenly felt at a loss—where to next?
Head to Yuntian Group? To Huajing Lake? To Gao Chao's bar? No matter where he thought of going, it seemed like there was nothing for him to do.
He was the Vice President, but the company's affairs did not require his attention.
He was the King of Assassins, but now there was no one to kill.
He was the boss of The Inferno Society, but any action still couldn't commence.
Suddenly, he was struck by a strange feeling, as if the world had abandoned him, as if he was needed nowhere.
Do I really only have the seaside to go to? No! There must be other options!
After contemplating for a moment, Wang Yu finally recalled something he needed to do immediately—call Lin Yaowei.
So, he dialed Lin Yaowei's number.
