Western Alliance.
Gan Xiong, Zhou Zhisheng, and Liu Cunyi all had smiles on their faces.
Wayne, standing to the side, watched as the three of them displayed sincere and forthright smiles, feeling a pang of disgust in his heart.
Just moments ago, the three of them were at each other's throats, but now they were saying goodbye like old friends.
A mutual understanding and admiration.
"Well, that's it then, Director Gan, we're preparing to set off now. The landscape may remain unchanged, but the waters will flow forever; we shall meet again," Liu Cunyi felt the conversation had reached its end and stood up to bid farewell to Gan Xiong.
Zhou Zhisheng also cupped his hands in a gesture of departure.
Gan Xiong wouldn't stop the two of them; it would be even better if they could leave quickly.
In fact, Gan Xiong didn't think that after these two families left, things would be any better for them.
