Liang Xianghe announced the official matters, and the people from the four groups disbanded one after another.
Jiang Zhengnan nudged Luyu Teahouse next to him.
"Don't just stand there foolishly, the old man has given you enough face. That's enough, let's go in for the meeting."
"Damn, what kind of freak is this kid? His talent is so incredible. By the time he reaches Level B, I might not even be able to beat him."
"If you knew who his father is, you wouldn't be asking that."
"Who is his father?"
"Joker."
"Really?!" Luyu Teahouse exclaimed with wide eyes.
"I just asked Old Liu, and he told me so, it can't be fake."
Luyu Teahouse shuddered, "If he's Joker's son, then I have nothing to say."
"So stop thinking about it, let's go in for the meeting."
"Let's go."
A group of people went to the conference room, including Lin Yi and the other three group leaders.
Once inside the conference room, Liang Xianghe's expression turned serious, unlike his amiable demeanor outside.