Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
In the span of half a month, enough time for the world to witness many changes, a butterfly fluttered its wings under Aoma's scheme, and not long after, a hurricane was whipped up across the globe, spreading swiftly throughout the entire Western world.
An invisible hand began to stir silently in the capital markets of the West, under ominous clouds, an undercurrent surged.
On the global market, a financial crisis suddenly erupted, sweeping across the world with Europe at its epicenter, hitting the West the hardest.
In Huaxia, Binzhou, inside the Tianyun Group's office.
"King, after so many years of planning, it has finally begun!" Bewis said indifferently, looking at the news on the television.
"I've told you many times, call me by my name when we are here, not 'King'." Aoma said.
"Yes, I remember now, I just can't seem to change!" Bewis let out a wry smile.