Wang Jianguo gave him an OK gesture and then quickly left the underground palace.
As a high-ranking manager, he actually had to go protect that brat. Although he felt somewhat dissatisfied, he thought the brat was still somewhat useful, so he didn't want to be too demanding and headed straight to his health care center.
Wang Jianguo's mouth twitched slightly, "Dragon King, I've only just arrived, and you suddenly say such things to me. What's the reason?"
"It's just that I feel old and a bit naggy; you don't have to take it to heart." The Dragon King sometimes acted as the boss, and at other times like a friend, not wanting to trouble too many people.
Wang Jianguo scratched his head, indicating that he didn't understand such matters very well.
"I know a lot of things are different, but right now, there's no need to make everything so chaotic," Wang Jianguo said, feeling dizzy as the boundary between understanding and confusion was paper-thin.
