C320 A Good-for-nothing Son-in-law from the East China Sea?

Under the attention of countless eyes, a black Bentley with a low profile drove slowly to the Ning Empire State Building.

A row of bodyguards in formal suits, led by a few higher-ups of the Ning Clan, walked over like stars surrounding the moon and respectfully welcomed them.

First, a tall bodyguard in a black coat got out of the car and opened the door. Then