By the evening, Malik arrived as expected, looking extremely weary, the product of immense work pressure.
Malik once again gave Zhu Wencong a hug, just like the first time they met, this time controlling his strength.
Zhu Wencong really enjoyed spending time with the jovial Malik, but unfortunately, both were busy with their work.
"Let me introduce a friend to you, Henry, the Sect Leader of the DuPont company!
You must have heard of DuPont when you were selling arms, one of the top gunpowder companies in America.
Henry, this is Malik, doesn't he look different from his picture? Hahaha!" Zhu Wencong introduced them to each other.
Malik and Henry shook hands, each sizing up the other, with a certain understanding in their minds.
Henry had read about Malik's various legendary stories in newspapers; although some were exaggerated, they proved Malik was a veteran who had survived the dead.
