Fang Su looked at him apathetically. He then strode up with his head held high and then waved his arm in front of President Wang.
Miraculously, President Wang's eyes were immediately trained on the token in Fang Su's hand.
The silver dragon chiseled there… c-could it be… the supreme imperial token?
Oh my goodness, where did this bigshot come from?
How, how come they didn't take out the imperial token sooner?
President Wang trembled in fright, and he immediately became more clear headed.
Even though he still did not know who these people in front of him were, this did not mean he could not have a 180-degree change in attitude.
His nefarious expression promptly turned into an amiable one.
Mo Lian loathed to speak nonsense with people like him. He turned around and woke Wang Yan and his buddies up from their reverie. "The three of you come over."
