Elder Wharton waved his hand, but Chen Ming couldn't stop him. He could only frown and follow his grandfather into the car. They set off for the Green Gang.
Chen Ming wanted Mr. Smith to inform Elder Liu and Chen Meng'er.
However, his every move was right under his grandfather's nose. He hadn't made a single move yet. Elder Wharton looked straight ahead, he said, "Kid, don't even think about getting Mr. Smith to inform them. Kid, you're still too young. Do you think that Liu Bolin won't know that I'm going to look for him the moment I get off the plane? Do you believe that Liu Bolin isn't already sitting in the front hall of his Green Gang, waiting for me?" As he said that, Elder Wharton looked out the window at the scenery that was constantly changing. He said to Chen Ming with a face full of nostalgia, "It's been twenty years since I've returned to the capital. The changes in the capital are really not small. I almost don't recognize the place."
