East Mountain Park.
Inside a luxurious tent.
The cold wind howled outside, biting to the bone.
A Gray Crystal Heater had been installed inside the tent, while the thick fur carpet was embedded with numerous heat-conducting metal wires. Heat radiated out continuously, making the place feel like spring.
This was the treatment reserved for important figures.
Thinking of Qian Qingqing's lovely face and all the moments they had spent together, Cheng Han could not help muttering, "Perhaps it's time to give her an answer."
When he had first arrived in this world, his female deskmate had helped him greatly.
Having known each other since humble beginnings, how could he forget her after rising to prominence? A person must not forget their roots! Ying Beibei stood nearby. Watching the Glass-to-Stone Cup on the wooden table, she could not help asking, "Director, did something happen just now?"
Cheng Han nodded. "Lord Garrison Profound Warrior was here."
The Female Secretary could not help clicking her tongue.
For other officials, requesting an audience with a Garrison Profound Warrior was extraordinarily difficult.
Yet for the Director, Garrison Profound Warriors came looking for him every other day.
Cheng Han seemed to be talking to himself, yet also asking for advice. "The Garrison Profound Warrior hinted that certain officials had pulled strings all the way to the Profound Pavilion in order to pressure me. What do you think I should do?"
Ying Beibei was startled.
She naturally understood that things had reached the point where it had become a confrontation between the Director and a Mystic Adept. This had truly blown up.
Although her superior was a rare genius, his strength was ultimately inferior to that of a Mystic Adept. If the two sides clashed, he would likely suffer a serious loss.
The Female Secretary moved her