"I can handle it myself."

Luo Shihua said meaningfully.

"Zhao Zhixuan, what do you mean? Do you still want to cover the sky with one hand?"

Hou Zhou felt something was wrong at this time and shouted angrily.

Zhao Zhixuan smiled and did not speak. Instead, he waved to the soldiers in the distance.

Under Zhao Zhixuan's order, all surrounding armed forces evacuated.

Hou Zhou's expression changed and he was about to speak when his cell phone suddenly rang.

Hou Zhou took it out and saw that it was Yan Jing's phone number, and his expression tightened.

"Don't worry about China Shipping's affairs and come back."

Just after I connected the phone, a faint voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hou Zhou's expression changed, and as the other end of the phone hung up, Hou Zhou's back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Hello, Miss."
Chapter completed!