Wang Xiaohu had a single-minded desire for death.
The others were not familiar with Wang Xiaohu and did not rashly try to dissuade him.
As for Yi Lin, he had long anticipated this outcome and was not overly surprised.
Yi Lin waved his hand, and the Prototype of Noah's Ark appeared, flashing a light that enveloped everyone.
In the blink of an eye, the people inside the Light Shuttle crossed a vast ocean and arrived in the Western Bull State, in a certain City of Steel.
This was the headquarters of the Moluo Group. Over the years, Moluo and Wang Xiaohu had built a steel empire here.
"I'll go bring Yan Qianxiu out."
Wang Xiaohu entered alone.
The others remained silent.
Xia Ruxue rubbed her husband's palm, "Is this really okay?"
Yi Lin nodded expressionlessly.
After a while, Yi Lin smiled wryly, "So that's how it is."
"What has senior brother figured out again?"