"Who?"
Zhu Fei and Xu Ping had just entered the conference hall when they saw the gazes of more than a dozen people at a distance, all fixed on them.
Among those people, leading them, were two tall and thin men.
However, as soon as they recognized that the person entering was Xu Ping, a cold smile simultaneously surfaced on their faces.
"Xu Ping, weren't you out with Li Hui and Brother Dao before? What? You're back so soon?"
A middle-aged man with a bald head and a sinister look in his eyes glanced at Xu Ping with a hint of hostility.
"Feng Laosan is right, Xu Ping. Coming in here without our consent, aren't you taking us too lightly?"
Next to Feng Laosan, another middle-aged man, skinny and with a narrow face, also bearing the same gloomy look, spoke in an unfriendly tone.
"Heh, Feng Laosan, Zuo Laosi, I, Xu Ping, have come here to tell you just one thing—from this moment on, the entire Black Dragon Association will be under my management. Do you have any objections?"
