At this point, Yang Ming no longer suspected that Old Charles would do anything adverse to Zhou Tianxiang. After all, Yang Ming's identity was there. Old Charles must put some thoughts on whether Yang Ming would agree and let him go if he wanted to do anything. More importantly, Old Charles decided to cooperate with him now, so Old Charles couldn't do anything that was not conducive to the development of the relationship between the two.
"Of course, I believe in your sincerity." Yang Ming smiled after listening to Old Charles. "After all, if we work together, the upcoming days will be long. How can Uncle Charles do anything to undermine our friendship?"
"That is true. Hehe." Old Charles nodded and replied with a smile.
As the two talked to each other, the sound of knocking on the door came from outside the room. At this moment, Zhou Tianxiang's mood was complicated, just like a person waiting for his fateful trial, helpless and confused.