Ye Hao shrugged.

Shi Sansheng sneered, but did not speak.

After squinting at Shi Sansheng for a moment, Ye Hao stood up calmly and said, "I've never been very patient."

"So I don't have time to toss slowly with you here."

"Whenever you want to talk, let me know."

"I will try my best to come back from other places."

Having said that, Ye Hao walked to the door of the dungeon.

"I hope this isn't the last time you and I will meet."

As the dungeon door closed with a "creak", the entire dungeon became extremely dark.

In the foul-smelling dungeon, Shi Sansheng's lips kept trembling, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After walking out of the dungeon, Ye Hao did not return to Zhike Hall, but took Shi Junfozi outside Zhike Hall, looking at Qilian Mountain in the distance.

After a long time, Ye Hao said indifferently: "Since the matter outside the Great Wall has been settled in sevens and eighties, I am about to leave."

"The people I stay here will fully cooperate with you in governing the Dizong."

"I hope that when I come next time, there will be no second voice in the whole Dizong."

"Young Master Ye, don't worry."

Shi Junfozi's eyes flickered slightly.

"In Dizong, there is no second voice, only your voice!"

the next day.

Thousands of miles away, Yanjing.

As the sun was setting, the parking lot gate of an office building on the Third Ring Road of Yanjing slowly slid, and three Toyota Alphards drove out of it, one in front and one behind.

The bodyguards standing guard at the entrance and exit were in neat uniforms. When they saw the car in the middle, they raised their hands respectfully.

In this area, there are many office buildings, and the major listed companies and leading enterprises in Daxia will basically set up an office here.

Rumor has it that the top ten top families and five ancient clans in Great Xia all have an office building in this place.

And the place where these three Toyota Alphards drove out was the office set up in Yanjing by the Zhen family, the magic capital of the ten top families.

In the business car in the middle, Zheng Man'er was sitting on the space seat in the back row, holding a tray in his hand, which contained nine ancient dzi beads.

Looking at the nine dzi beads, Zheng Man'er frowned, her expression a bit complicated.

This was delivered yesterday through a special channel. Although it was not stated who the delivery person was, Zheng Man'er already had a guess in her mind.

Her pride would not allow her to accept such a gift.

But she was born and knew that this thing was extremely important to the oldest line of the Zhen family in the devil city.

Stretching out her right hand and pinching the center of her brow, Zheng Man'er put away the things and handed them to the secretary beside her, Li Shiyun. JrNovels.com