After hearing the Great Elder's words, Zhao Hai smiled faintly and set his phone aside. "You jest. You are a senior; how would I dare lecture you?"
The Great Elder was choked speechless by Zhao Hai's words for several seconds.
An antique who had lived for over a thousand years and had even participated in the construction of Wang Master's Graveyard kept calling himself a senior.
"Heh heh."
"Rest assured, during this trip to the graveyard, this old man will certainly have no other intentions."
"After all, under the immense pressure from the Heavenly Court and Spirit Mountain, I still understand that cooperation benefits both sides and leads to mutual victory."
The Great Elder spoke with utmost sincerity.
He did not consider whether there had truly been some misunderstanding. With Zhao Hai's intelligence, when facing Wang Ye's call, no matter how small the odds, he should have calculated what Wang Ye might say. He would never have allowed him to hear it in front of him.
There was only one explanation: it had been meant for him to hear.
It was to tell him that Heaven Group still had a brainless brute who was constantly eyeing this little family fortune of his.
"However, I also hope Minister Zhao and City Lord Wang will communicate more often, so that no unpleasant incidents occur when the time comes."
"Qingfeng Village will forever be Heaven Group's most loyal ally."
The Great Elder spoke seriously. Then he nodded to Zhao Hai before turning and leaving.
After the Great Elder left, Zhao Hai slowly wiped the smile from his face. He looked toward the horizon outside the window, somewhat lost in thought.
"I wonder if you've finished setting the stage."
"The actors I invited are about to take the stage."
"I hope we work well