At the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall.
A figure slowly stepped out of a flying car.
The man had a hook nose, a tall and straight posture, white roots in his hair, and a stern face.
It was none other than the chairman of Tianhe Group, Shen Tianhe.
Wang Xiao's eyes flashed as he walked up to greet him. "President Shen, what brings you here so early in the morning?"
Before, Shen Tianhe had agreed to partner with him, investing in and promoting his Martial Arts Hall. He had even drafted a contract with favorable terms, showing considerable sincerity.
Wang Xiao was indeed short on cash right now. Relying solely on missions for income was like trying to put out a fire with a cup of water.
After all, as his Life Tier increased,
the resources he required would grow exponentially.
All of this would consume vast amounts of money.
If he could make a name for his Martial Arts Hall and attract a steady stream of students, he would secure a stable source of income.
