In the open space ahead, a burly man was training the bodyguards. With skillful techniques, he disarmed his opponents with a slew of dazzling moves, knocking down both knife-wielding bodyguards to the ground.
The man, named Che Shixiong, was the head of security for the Mingde Group. Judging from his performance just now, his skills were top-notch.
He greeted Wang Jiancheng with respect and said, "President Huang is at Wangyue Pavilion." As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Chunliang, who found no trace of goodwill in his gaze.
Wangyue Pavilion was the wooden kiosk not far away. In Xu Chunliang's eyes, these so-called Korean traditional architectures were just crude imitations of Chinese buildings. Xu Chunliang didn't mean to look down upon them, but the country's extremely self-abasing yet arrogant contradictory nature was indeed hard to like.
