Elsewhere, Fu Youhan rushed to the warehouse with Chi Jing—
All his subordinates were strictly poised at the entrance of the warehouse.
Seeing Fu Youhan getting out of the car, Er Yao approached immediately.
"Where is the consignment?"
"Inside."
Er Yao then led Fu Youhan into the warehouse, bringing him to the goods covered by a green tarpaulin.
Fu Youhan lifted a portion and found that they were indeed the experimental JK00.
Moreover, these goods were nearly flawless, with a smoothness even better than what Fu Youhan had in mind. It was evident that they were of high value.
But the more perfect the goods, the more suspicious the motives behind suddenly delivering these treasures into their hands!
"Where is Old John?" A glint of darkness flashed in Fu Youhan's deep black eyes.
"He's gone!" Er Yao said.
"Didn't I tell you to keep him here?" Fu Youhan was somewhat displeased.
