Wu Peng looked at Jack talking at great length, completely baffled.
"Mr. Jack, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Aren't you a medical professor? What do you mean by 'Dark Hell'? And that Spiritual Origin Water, it is indeed manufactured by them," Wu Peng exclaimed in surprise.
Jack ignored Wu Peng.
In his eyes, Wu Peng was like a mere ant. If he hadn't mentioned that he could arrange for him to meet Chen Yuan at the airport immediately, he wouldn't have bothered with him at all.
As far as the so-called overseas pharmaceutical company that Wu Peng contacted was concerned, it was as useless as chicken ribs to Jack.
"Mr. Chen Yuan, you relied on your extraordinary power to kill many elite assassins in Xia Country and even slain martial arts experts within the country. However, with the support of an organization, you could go even further," Jack said proudly.