Twenty minutes later, a short, middle-aged man accompanied by a group of people dressed in Western business attire appeared on the second floor of the residential building where Zhang Kuang was.
By Zhang Kuang's side, a group of bodyguards had already gathered.
Zhang Kuang being forcibly kidnapped from within the Zhang Corporation had made these bodyguards feel an immense panic.
Their dereliction had been so severe that, if Zhang Kuang decided to punish them, given his usual temperament, they would undoubtedly be unable to bear the consequences.
What they could do now was to serve as devoted protectors of Zhang Kuang, hoping he would be lenient with them.
"All of you, go downstairs now!"
Seeing the newcomers, Zhang Kuang waved his hand at the group of bodyguards around him.
The bodyguards, upon hearing this, dared not delay and promptly turned around and left, afraid to stay there a moment longer.
