With those words, quite a few people in the hall sat down beneath their benches, just wanting to know what the... the hell kind of explosive situation this was, weren't you guys supporting Murong Yunlong?
Dear Mom and Dad, the city's intrigues are too deep; we can't keep up with the pace, so please allow me to return home to farm.
At this moment, Chairman Zhang Tianao of the Olympic Sports Group snorted coldly, "He Nanfeng, what are you doing? You've also switched sides, despite me seeing you as my idol before, how could you..."
"Mr. Zhang, could you look at this document before cursing me?" He Nanfeng handed the document to Zhang Tianao, who snorted again, "Just a lousy document, what's there to see!"
"Are you sure you won't look?" He Nanfeng said.
