Before long, he came to the side of a young girl.
"Miss Miller, it's almost nine o'clock, and I reckon no one will show up to support. The major enterprises and people of status in Brooksdale won't get involved. Whoever gets involved is courting death..."
Samantha Miller crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin, her expression incredibly arrogant. She looked at David Johnson in the distance with interest and murmured, "David, David, a waste is ultimately a waste. Today, I want to see how you plan to revive The Apex Group with this doomed game."
At the same time, in a courtyard in Brooksdale.
An elderly man had just finished a set of exercises, with sweat beads on his forehead.
The old man was Jerry Clark, the one saved by David Johnson that day!
Old Man Clark!
Three people were standing not far from the courtyard, watching the old man practicing.
One was Jerry Clark's son, Kevin Clark.
The other two were well-known figures in Brooksdale.
