Hua City.
Spice Ginger's office.
The office, which was originally quite spacious, was now crowded, and these people were all clan leaders or representatives from the Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts families.
They had come this time to seek Hao Jian's help in resolving the crisis.
But they did not know Hao Jian's true whereabouts, only an address, so after some discussion, a large group decided to come here.
Fortunately, Spice Ginger had already contacted Hao Jian by phone for them, so they just waited here.
Two hours later.
"Creak!" The door opened.
Hao Jian entered with the Prophet.
The group of people who had been seated all suddenly stood up, and without Hao Jian having to say anything, they had already guessed his identity.
Hao Jian casually found a chair and sat down.
One of the clan leaders from the Ancient Martial Arts families immediately approached and said, "You must be Hao Jian, Young Master Hao."
"What's up?" Hao Jian replied.
