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December 15, Sunny, southwest wind.
In the afternoon, Wang Yu sat in the office of the Vice President of Yuntian Group, looking at the report Liu Jiayi had brought him.
Today marked the tenth day since the eradication of the Hand-Chopping Court, and for Wang Yu, it was also a very important day, he just didn't know it yet.
The Yiheshe and Hand-Chopping Court had been wiped out, the course of action for the Tidal Gang had been determined, and The Inferno Society had no significant moves to make; hence, these past ten days had been very relaxing for Wang Yu, who basically spent every day at Yuntian Group or visiting the real estate company to check on Qin Yue's work situation.
He might have been relaxed, but he had worn out Qin Tian, because he had handed over all the power of The Inferno Society to Qin Tian, leaving him to deal with all the affairs of The Inferno Society. Fortunately, Qin Tian wasn't inclined to rest, so he had no complaints.
