Back in the living room, Shen Qiang stared at the Blood Ganoderma on the coffee table, his brow furrowed as he turned and headed downstairs.
The entire layer of Blood Ganoderma and Mo Yunzhi were growing normally.
It wouldn't be long before a great harvest ensued.
But Shen Qiang couldn't feel happy at all.
Because such security was too weak.
For ordinary people, Jinyu Huacheng was already as solid as a fortress, but for cultivators, such security measures were utterly inadequate.
Not to mention ordinary security guards.
Shen Qiang himself hadn't even seen clearly how that beautiful supervisor had left with that girl.
It seemed that without sufficient security forces.
Even Jinyu Huacheng could not be considered safe at all.
After all, even a supervisor could just barge in so casually, which was infuriating.
Back in the living room.
There were five sets of military uniforms on the table.
Looking at the sizes, they should be about right.
