The night gradually deepened, and the dazzling lights illuminated the entire Ao Xiang Villa.
After dinner, Su Jindi left the manor with those few second-generation cultivators who were deeply shocked, and the maids cleaned the dining room, leaving the vast manor in the tranquility of night.
"Young Master Ye, with Nanqinghong completely withdrawn from Huaxia, along with your influence, the Dong hai Gang now almost has a monopoly over Huaxia. What do you think the next step should be?"
On the balcony of a villa, Pan Jueming stood upright, his hands placed on his abdomen, respectfully seeking advice.
Though he was now called the godfather of Huaxia's underworld, able to dominate Huaxia's night, his respect for Ye Fan had only increased without decrease.
Because he knew that everything he possessed now was given to him by Ye Fan!
"You decide on the development yourself. From now on, I'm afraid I won't have the time and energy to handle these matters."
