Seeing so many people roaring in unison, a slight smile curled the corners of Mo Han's mouth.
He Chen really was willing to invest; he had actually called over all the underlings from the Jucail Commercial Association.
There were also the Wen Family Iron Guard, which only the Wen Family Head could command. If he wasn't mistaken, Miss Wen must have been observing this matter in secret.
Since He Chen and Miss Wen were this sincere, Mo Han naturally wouldn't disappoint them.
He stomped his right foot violently on the ground, leaping two meters into the air and landing on a rockery. With a grand wave of his hand, he smiled and called out, "Greetings, brothers!"
"Mister Mo, greetings!"
Over a thousand people shouted in unison, their voices like roaring tsunamis, deafening and making one shudder.
Sang Biao and Xu Fang were stunned.
They looked at each other, neither having expected Mo Han to bring so many people.
