Ye Ming's expression became colorful upon hearing this, "Brandon, are you planning to invite Lord Apollo to take action?"
"Invite Apollo?" Brandon raised an eyebrow, "I don't have such plans."
Ye Ming frowned slightly, "Then what are you planning to do?"
Brandon remained calm as he re-entered the pool, "Of course, leverage the power of the Flanders Conglomerate, and my own connections, to completely crush your cousin from all directions before the banquet."
"What the hell, are you serious?"
Ye Ming widened his eyes in disbelief and said, "Don't forget, among the thirty-eight Great Commanders who flew to Huaxia a month ago to offer wedding blessings to my cousin, your Emperor of France was included. Your influence is strong, but it's not comparable to the French royal family, right? Besides,"
