Chapter 351: Ding Ling Ling_2

Among these people, there were mercenaries, assassins, members of various national special agencies, and strong figures from large international gangs—there wasn't a single ordinary person.

That evening, the name of Liu Wentian also appeared before these people for the first time, arousing their intense curiosity about who this suddenly emerged Liu Wentian really was.

Soon, the news reached the headquarters of Blood Night.

Saint King, Elder Jiang, was sitting in a room decorated with an ancient charm, playing chess with another elderly man.

The man sitting opposite him was dressed plainly and looked to be around seventy or eighty years old, exuding an aura of long-held authority. Even without speaking and just sitting there, there was a sense of majesty about him.

A middle-aged man with an upright posture strode in quickly.

Elder Jiang looked at him curiously.