"The jewel industry." Yang Chen murmured to himself, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Immediately, he logged into a website, found Meng Po, and sent a video message.
Before long, Meng Po answered the video call.
Her beautiful face showed an undisguisable fatigue, but upon seeing Yang Chen, her expression lit up with excitement.
"Master!" Meng Po exclaimed as soon as she saw Yang Chen.
Yang Chen frowned, staring at Meng Po, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Meng Po let out a bitter laugh, shook her head, and said, "Nothing, it's just that being the boss is a bit troublesome. You know, this group of Asura Death Gods under you are hard-headed like bulls, more like stubborn donkeys, very hard to manage!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh heartily.
He of course understood his guards were all rebellious and tough to manage.
However, Yang Chen still believed in Meng Po's capabilities.
