The Medical Alliance was also managed by the International Alliance.
The helicopter was already parked in the back garden. Zhang Qian boarded the plane and rushed to the Alliance Master Mansion.
The thick door was pushed open and a butler had been waiting at the door for a long time.
"Mr. Zhang, follow me."
The waiter said respectfully.
After entering the entrance of the Alliance Master Mansion, the waiter led him straight to the back garden.
It was summer now, and the flowers in the back garden were blooming beautifully.
Not far away, there was a man-made mountain and flowing water. Under the brick-red octagonal pavilion, there was an old man lying on a rocking chair.
The Alliance Master's ancestors were from Country Z, so all the decorations in the Alliance Master's Mansion were mainly from Country Z.
"Alliance Master, he's here."
The waiter walked over and spoke respectfully.
"I understand. You can leave."
