After several hours on the road, they arrived at the capital of Salito Province.
Outside the general's residence.
Zhang Yang led Chairman Luo through the heavily guarded general's residence as if no one were there.
Along the way, Chairman Luo had lost count of how many times he had been astonished.
Originally, everything he knew about Zhang Yang's identity and status had come from hearsay, without any firsthand understanding. But now, he had truly experienced Zhang Yang's standing for himself.
This was... truly second only to one man.
Just look at the soldiers and officers along the way—their respect was simply...
He did not even dare say it aloud.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Several stunning Black beauties ahead suddenly stopped and greeted him respectfully.
"General Zabol... he's inside, right?" Zhang Yang asked casually.
"The general is inside," they answered deferentially.
Zhang Yang nodded, then looked back at Chairman Luo, whose face still bore traces of shock and amazement. "Chairman Luo, I won't accompany you in. Please."
"Alright, Mr. Zhang. Thank you," Chairman Luo said solemnly after coming back to his senses.
A short while later, Chairman Luo entered Zabol's living quarters ahead.
Zhang Yang watched him go, then turned and wandered around the general's residence for a while.
What general's residence?
In essence, it had long become one of his own homes.
He strolled along until he reached the lion enclosure. With a casual motion, he opened the cage and dragged the lion out with one hand.
The lion trembled all over, meekly allowing Zhang Yang to pull it out. It lay prostrate at his feet as his hand ran through its mane.
Later that evening, Zhang Yang met Chairman Luo after he had finished speaking with Zabol.
"Come, Chairman Luo. I'll see you off."
Zhang Yang smiled.
He did