Once spoken, it happens. Just as Fat Ninth Uncle and a few Blade Guests were brought to the cafeteria through the back door, people from the Qi Cultivator Association finally arrived. Although they missed the earlier excitement, it wasn't too late to enhance Tang Group's security capabilities.
This also provided him with manpower that could be mobilized at any time. All set!
"Representative Su!"
Gong Zheng, bringing nearly seventy cultivators into the cafeteria, made quite the spectacle. They wore distinctive clothing, some with hair tied up in buns, possibly long hair tied at the back of their heads, creating the illusion that they were extras who had wandered onto the wrong set.
"It's them!"
Li Meixin immediately recognized them as the group from last night's banquet hall. She didn't expect that they would be recruited by Su Sheng so quickly. How fast the world changes.
"Hmm, I am now the branch president of their association."
