Wu Tian was currently unaware of Wu Fa's arrival. He didn't even know his own father's name.
At this moment, in the basement of the Qin Corporation, Wu Tian was holding the little one, with one hundred and eight men standing before him. He had already ordered that no one else was allowed to enter.
These one hundred and eight men were all strapping individuals, drawn from various groups: some belonged to Xiao Liang's Wei Martial Soldiers, others were the Iron-Faced Men of the Qinghe Cui Clan, and a number were security personnel from the Qin Corporation. The group also included the Hound from the Underworld and several of his trusted brothers. They stood solemnly before Wu Tian, their faces expressionless.
A smile played on Wu Tian's lips. He was now the most revered figure in the Jianghu of the South. However, with so many matters to attend to, he couldn't handle everything personally. Therefore, he needed to train his own men.
