Sitting in Fu Juan's flashy purple sports car, they arrived at the headquarters without any obstacles.
Looking at this skyscraper, which was rare even in the Capital City, surrounded by elite personnel from all walks of life bustling about, Wu Liang was somewhat surprised.
"Isn't this place supposed to be cordoned off separately?"
He remembered that outside the Chengyang City branch base, it was heavily guarded, with layers of checkpoints and guards, almost like a military base.
So what about the so-called worry over supernatural incidents reducing the base to small buildings?
"Hahaha, you didn't think all bases everywhere are like Chengyang City's, did you? Our infrastructure there was personally modified by Minister Long, so naturally, it's different." Fu Juan laughed heartily.
After parking the sports car, the three of them took an elevator, shooting directly up to a high floor.
