C182 I'm Afraid I'm Not Awake yet

The heavy oak doors of the conference room swung open from the inside, revealing a striking figure standing at the entrance—it was the speaker from earlier, Chiang Ci. However, the attention of the crowd was not on her but on the slender, elderly man beside her.

"Elder Faang!"

"Elder Faang..."

"How is this possible?"

Yes, the frail-looking man was none other than Faang Jingcheng