Inside the extended Rolls Royce, Wen Jiaren changed out of the mountaineering outfit, did some simple tidying up, and didn't forget to dress Mu Qian and his son handsomely!
Sitting opposite, Nangong Ming ignored the display of familial affection and lazily said to Mu Qian, "My people have searched thoroughly through Song Donghai's place. We found some inconspicuous treasures, but not the copper token."
Nangong Ming's blue eyes were half-closed, and he had a particularly pleasing appearance, "I suspect that old guy might be carrying the copper token with him."
Mu Qian, who was having his hair fixed by Wen Jiaren, gazed gently, lacking his usual sharpness, looking like a gentle pretty boy, "After today's competition is over, let's figure out a way to get him out."
The copper token must be obtained so that they can gain the upper hand!
Mu Qian continued, "Keep a close watch on Dragon King Hall. They've been too quiet recently."
Too quiet is unusual, better be on guard!
