"Shiguan, you go to Table One, and are your men ready?"
Martin asked softly as Zhou Shiguan, the president of the Cyan Dragon Association, reached the front of the line.
"Young Master Ma, rest assured, seven hundred Cyan Dragon Association elites are all hidden, waiting for your order. I will let them take action and do everything you want done," Zhou Shiguan answered respectfully, his face slightly serious.
"Good, go in!"
The last stone hanging above Martin's heart fell to the ground, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, satisfactorily patting Zhou Shiguan's shoulder.
At this point, he had prepared everything for this celebration banquet!
With the seven hundred Cyan Dragon Association elites maintaining order, he could be at ease to do whatever he wanted!
