Several days later.
At the villa where Xia Ping lived, in Yanhuang University's Elite District.
At that moment, a small silver warship suddenly appeared in the sky. Its entire body was streamlined, and its outer shell was made of incredibly expensive polymer materials. Even a Grandmaster's full-force strike couldn't leave a mark on it.
It looked like something straight out of science fiction, like a goddess beneath the moon, radiating a dazzling silver glow.
Before long, it descended directly onto the level ground in the villa's spacious back garden.
"Finally here?" Xia Ping had received word and had been waiting in the back garden for quite some time. He stared at the approaching warship, his eyes burning with excitement.
With a snap, the warship's door opened, and two or three people stepped out. One of them was the manager, Liang Kuan.
But the man at the front was an old man in a white robe. His aura was as deep as an abyss. As he approached, he seemed like a living Tyrannosaurus, his body holding immeasurable energy that made people tremble.
But when Xia Ping saw the old man in white, he was visibly startled. "Elder Fang?!"
He recognized him at once. The old man in white was Fang Ru, the big shot who had recruited him into the Giant Corporation. The man was a King-level powerhouse of unfathomable strength.
Xia Ping hadn't seen Elder Fang since their last meeting. He hadn't expected to run into him again here.
"Haha, I bet you didn't expect we'd meet again here, young friend."
Elder Fang laughed and greeted Xia Ping. His presence was as refreshing as a spring breeze, yet incredibly powerful. It seemed to create a field centered on his body, one capable of distorting the air and producing illusions.
"Elder