Hehe, that girl Zhu Wenjing really can't compete with Ye Haochuan!
Langfan, Ke Yan, Hu Zhong, and Su Zehao all covered their mouths and started to chuckle. To them, Ye Haochuan didn't seem flustered at all.
Moreover, Ye Haochuan had already communicated with Old Huang earlier, so they weren't worried at all about the asset audit.
"Everyone, quiet down."
The old man nodded toward the surroundings, then flew along with the two Nascent Soul Experts to Box Eleven, where Ye Haochuan was, stopping in front of the glass door.
"Esteemed guest, may I come in?"
The old man stopped outside the glass door of Box Eleven, waiting for Ye Haochuan to open it and let him in.
"Huh! What's this old man here for?"
Zhu Wenjing, wearing her Misty Purple Robe, floated beside Ye Haochuan and asked mindlessly, completely oblivious to the previous events.
"Wenjing, come down."
Ye Haochuan frowned, noticing Old Huang standing near the host, drenched in sweat and anxiously watching Box Eleven.
