War I

Black Stone Group, headquarters building.

On Olga's main planet, most of the early buildings were located on the ground.

Compared to floating structures, these buildings carried more of an aged air, along with the weight of history.

"The land beneath this building was established together with this city when it was born."

Before the window at the top of the building, which resembled a spacecraft,

William Houdalier, the current chairman of Black Stone Group, stood with his arms folded and his back to Wei He, quietly looking down over the land below.

"Here, many people can stand higher than I do. But very few can stand more firmly than I can."

Compared to the last time he had met Wei He, William had now truly shaved off all his hair.

A metal device had been embedded into the back of his skull. No one knew what it was for. It looked U-shaped and rather unsettling.

Wei He wore casual clothes and sat on the sofa behind him, leisurely drinking soy milk from one of his own branch stores.

"That's an interesting sentence. All right, enough small talk. It's rare for you and me to meet like this. Afterward, I have my duties, and you have your business. Let's keep it brief."

Wei He still held quite a favorable impression of this Black Stone Group chairman, who had worked with him from the beginning until now.

"All right, Director Wei. Now that you hold such a high position, our previous cooperation and agreements exist in name only. That you are willing to come here and meet me again for the sake of our old friendship, to discuss future cooperation, is an honor for me, William."

William Houdalier kept his posture extremely low.

He knew very well that the current Wei He