C139 A Reborn Plan!

The room was dimly lit, with outdated furnishings and an occasional musty smell wafting through the air. When Moo Chen entered, he clearly saw a tall, middle-aged man standing with his back to him, hands clasped at the edge of a table. The man's temples were streaked with silver, his hair pinned up with a wooden stick, and he wore a brown robe that couldn't hide his commanding presence