Xiong Rudong immediately became excited, stepped back two steps, and knelt down to pay homage.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie Ji, for passing the message! Thank you, Mr. Xie Diao, for your gracious help!"
The situation in the city was overwhelming, and those with money and influence were fleeing outside the city for refuge.
He, Xiong Rudong, couldn't understand the situation but knew to avoid harm and pursue benefits.
If you can't provoke them, can't you hide from them? It's always right to go outside to avoid the limelight first.
The small old man Ji Xiangsong smiled.
Although Xiong Rudong was just a Hall Master of a small gang, looking across the entire Thunder City, he seemed insignificant.
But to most ordinary Martial Artists, Xiong Rudong was almost at the pinnacle of ordinary Martial Artists.
