Gao Shanhe narrowed his eyes slightly and instantly understood Bai Ye's meaning. Given the Black King's fearsome reputation, if Lord Ten Thousand Woods and the others found out in advance, they probably wouldn't dare show their faces.
Afterward, they discussed the details of the succession for a while. Gao Shanhe, whose body was weak, soon found himself unable to hold on.
Life factors were not omnipotent. They could not completely restore a seriously ill person to health.
Seeing Gao Shanhe's exhausted expression, everyone took their leave.
After they left, Steward Qian hesitated before saying, "President, do you really believe those little brats can bring the Black King here? That's the Black King, an old monster who has survived from the Old Era until now.
To put it bluntly, what person or matter in this day and age is worthy of catching the attention of someone like him?
Our Fortune Commerce Association may have some influence in North Mang, but how could someone like him possibly think highly of us?"
Lying on the pristine white hospital bed, Gao Shanhe slowly closed his eyes. His lips moved slightly. "How could ordinary people like you and me possibly fathom the thoughts of someone like the Black King?
Perhaps he simply likes the look of my foolish son?"
That made Steward Qian laugh in exasperation. "Third Young Master may be outstanding, but surely not enough to attract the Black King's attention. And that Future's Child—was he really the Black King's disciple?
Back when he was in Myriad Wealth Capital, he went around challenging powerful people and lost every fight. If those experts hadn't shown the Commerce Association some respect, he would have died eight hundred times over by now."
Gao Shanhe laughed soundlessly. "You still see things too one-sidedly. You need to look at