Hearing the voice transmission of cultivators, Xiang Qianmeng, who was sitting in the room with furrowed brows, suddenly slapped his own cheeks and contemplated, "Calm down, it's going to be fine, even if it's Shen Qiang, so what? I, Xiang Qianmeng, am not a nobody."
"In terms of cultivation, I'm at the Dao Fruit Stage. In terms of status, I've connections all over the world. Even if this Nightmare is Shen Qiang, even if he's with the Dragon Group, it's not easy for him to move against me. After all, my reputation is so big, surrounded by powerful people. Even if he has evidence, I can still deny it."
"If push comes to shove, I can still run away. After all, with these people protecting me, even the Dragon Group's combat team can't stop me."
Thinking of this, he smiled and agreed, then went downstairs.
