Just as the threats from the two old guys were uttered, Wang Zhifan and Zhong Wei noticed several figures flying in from afar, arriving at their side in the blink of an eye.
Leading them was a slim, tall white man in his thirties with a beard, who stopped in the air with a slight smile on his face, surrounded by four elite soldiers piloting individual mechas, obviously not to be underestimated.
"King! What are you doing here! Did these two old guys call you?"
Zhong Wei clearly knew this uninvited guest, and upon seeing him, he frowned, showing some apprehension towards him.
"Oh! My dear Mr. Zhong Wei! Is there any place in Ya City I can't visit? You're so unwilling to see me? Could it be that you're scared?"
The slim, tall white man with a beard responded sarcastically, ignoring Zhong Wei's question.
But in the next second, the silver-haired old man and the hawk-nosed middle-aged man in the building confirmed it for him, saying:
