Chapter 1580 - 759

Chapter 1580: Chapter 759

Hearing that code name, Old Wolf’s hand holding the paper cup paused for a moment.

A scene from that night on Mist Mountain’s great escape instantly surfaced in his mind.

When everyone was fighting for the Golden Benba Bottle and got trapped in the Inner World, they could only watch helplessly as the dark fog closed in, awaiting death.

Yet that man braved the storm, soaring over the peak of Mist Mountain, shattering the Lu Family Manor’s Array Hub with overwhelming force.

The figure breaking through the night sky, engulfed in flames, still shakes him to this day.

If it weren’t for hearing the name White Ghost and becoming curious, he wouldn’t have risked coming here to see for himself today.

Old Wolf furrowed his brows, pondering as he muttered to himself:

"How could a figure like that also work for the Illuminati? What kind of organization is this, to recruit him?"

Sitting beside him, Xiao Bei clenched his fists, eyes shining, unable to hide his admiration:

"Uncle, if Brother White Ghost is really here, we won’t lose anything by joining the Illuminati. With his introduction, the Chairman here shouldn’t make things difficult for us."

"Xiao Bei makes sense."

Lord Bao nodded, his double chin wobbling along:

"No matter what, we survived Mist Mountain by sheer luck, all thanks to him breaking through the array and blocking the Lu family’s frontal assault."

"We didn’t know his background before, but now that we know he’s here, it’s only right to come pay our respects and feel things out, as is the rule in our circles."

"Indeed, indeed."

The others nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

After all, with a powerful yet loyal figure like White Ghost working for the Illuminati, they didn’t need to worry too much.

As they were talking, footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the door.

Then came a "click" sound.

The heavy mahogany door made a faint sound of a latch moving, and the doorknob was turned from the outside.

Old Wolf and Xiao Bei immediately straightened up, muscles tensed, their gaze fixed on the doorway.

Lord Bao also cleared his throat gently, hastily sitting up straight.

Ah Da, seeing this, quickly retreated to the sofa and sat with Er and Ah San, restraining their casual postures.

The door swung inward.

A young man stepped inside the office first.

He stood tall with broad shoulders and long legs, exuding a majestic air even in his simple casual attire.

However, he wasn’t deliberately emanating any pressure; his every gesture naturally conveyed a sense of controlling the entire situation.

Two people followed the young man.

To the left was a beautiful woman in an office lady suit, with a graceful figure and neatly tied long hair, holding a few documents.

To the right was an elderly man with silver-framed glasses, exuding a scholarly and gentle demeanor, looking like a professor deeply immersed in academia.

These two lagged half a step behind the young man, their demeanor respectful, clearly acknowledging him as the leader.

When everyone in the room focused on the young man’s face, all of their breaths halted simultaneously.

This face, with its sharp eyebrows and sparkling eyes, and the high nose, was far more handsome than a movie star,

Wasn’t he the man from their memories, wreaking havoc on Mist Mountain, codenamed "White Ghost"?

And seeing the aura he’s carrying, his position in the Illuminati was clearly not the ordinary operative they previously guessed, but the true Leader here.

Fang Cheng stopped in front of the meeting area.

His gaze swept over everyone sitting upright on the sofa, his lips curling up in a smile:

"Everyone, long time no see, how have you been?"

His gentle voice resonated in the office.

The meeting area, which was previously filled with whispers, fell silent in an instant.

Only the sound of the water flowing in the ornamental fish tank continued to murmur.

Old Wolf stared straight at Fang Cheng, tilting the paper cup in his hand, completely unaware that tea was spilling onto the back of his hand.

Lord Bao’s eyes, which were usually narrowed, were now wide open, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Xiao Bei’s mouth formed an "O" shape, rubbing his eyes vigorously, his face showing both shock and a bit of joy.

Ah Da, Er, and Ah San were also stunned, forgetting what stance to take.

Fang Cheng strode through the meeting area and walked behind the large mahogany executive desk.

He pulled out the leather chair and sat down, smiling at everyone:

"What’s the matter? Haven’t seen me for over half a year, and you don’t recognize me anymore?"

"Bai... Mr. Bai?"

Old Wolf swallowed hard, finally regaining his senses, his tone filled with surprise:

"We expected the head of the Illuminati not to be an ordinary character, but we never dared to guess it was you."

Lord Bao reacted quicker, standing up immediately, his face adorned with a smile:

"Oh my! Master Bai, truly a case of a blind river dragon. Had we known it was you who was the Chairman, we wouldn’t have hesitated for a second to come see you."

He paused, then added with gratitude:

"Back on Mist Mountain, without your Divine Power breaking open the Lu Family Manor’s array with a punch, we brothers would have already become fertilizer in the Inner World, and we wouldn’t have the chance to witness your grandeur again."

Fang Cheng leaned back in his chair, nodding with his chin to indicating:

"Please, have a seat, Lord Bao, no need to be so formal."

Upon hearing "Lord Bao," Lord Bao shivered all over, quickly waving his hand:

"No, no, can’t accept this, Master Bai, your words are too much for me. In front of you, what’s this Lord Bao? Just call me Little Bao... yes, Little Bao is fine!"

Fang Cheng glanced at the chubby man whose waist was nearly as round as Xiao Bei’s height and couldn’t help but twitch his lips.