The man was wearing glasses, of medium height, with a gaunt face, appearing to be very shrewd. This person was none other than Qian Meiduo's military strategist, Zhuge Tian.
It was with this man that Qian Meiduo managed to rise from a petty thug to her position today. One could say that Wang Qiang and Zhuge Tian were her left and right hands, one in charge of finances and the other of military matters.
Although Zhuge Tian had never met Xiang Yu, the fact that he could establish his own territory in such a short time was not just a matter of luck.
"Boss Qian, for safety's sake, you better not go. I feel there's something unusual about this Xiang Yu," Zhuge Tian said.
"Mr. Zhuge, I listen to you on other matters, but on this one, I must go myself. Someone dared to hurt my brother; if I don't personally scratch him, I won't be able to swallow this indignation," Qian Meiduo fumed.
"But..."
