The meeting at the temporary operational command center of the sanctuary has ended, and after the participants from all sides temporarily reached a consensus, they left one after another.
Yuan Ze watched as the representatives of the Celestial Being Organization left, then sat in the shadows and lit a cigarette for himself, exhaling the smoke: "Elder Zhou, Old Peng."
Facing these two living fossils who survived from the old world, he behaved very respectfully, but there was an intriguing tone in his voice: "About Long Que, do you two really not know? I know you both are close to Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu. But this matter is of great importance, please be clear about your positions."
In the swirling smoke, his eyes were somewhat frosty.