The Old Master Yang

As Cheng Anya was distracted, she was brought in front of Old Master Yang. This was her first meeting Old Master Yang, a man who once ruled the business world.

For a man past seventy years old, he was still sturdy. Despite his eyes being slightly blurry, they were, however, extremely perceptive. He did not slouch but stood erect instead in his Chinese suit, which complemented his tall and slender build.

As the years passed, his domineering side became hidden from view, but it did not disappear. It had, however, became more powerful to the point one could imagine him calling the shots with decisiveness and brutality never seen before.

One could imagine how well Old Master Yang looked in his youth.

Cheng Anya had a very strange feeling. She seemed to have seen how Ye Chen would look like fifty years later.

There was a staggering… similarity between the two of them.