Chapter 68 Are You Afraid Of Death?
- A middle-aged man stepped down from the plane, his retro black suit and manly posture screaming wealth. Removing his shades, he gently placed them in his pocket. Even with his age, one couldn't deny his beauty.
- "Sir, he is still not picking up," his assistant, who was around the same age, informed.
- "Where is he?" he inquired.