Inside the executive office of Emperor Group.
A middle-aged man sits on a chair.
He is the president of Emperor Group and also the son of Emperor Wang Ying, Wang Guanjun.
"President Wang, the manager brought a martial artist up here, saying he's seeking asylum."
The secretary's voice came through the chip.
"A martial artist seeking asylum?"
Disdain flashed in Wang Guanjun's eyes: "Tell him to get lost!"
"Yes!"
The secretary received Wang Guanjun's order, looked up at the manager and said, "The president wants you to kick him out."
The manager frowned.
Next to him, Yang Tian chuckled.
As the King of Seven Realms, coming here to be a bodyguard was seeing these trash as worthy.
And these trash actually want him to leave?
How utterly ridiculous!
Yang Tian kicked towards the wall.
Bang!
A surge of powerful Spiritual Breath burst out, splitting the wall open, and Wang Guanjun inside reflexively looked up, his eyes full of shock.
"My God!"
