Wang Qinglei didn't speak for a long time.

He stood in front of the screen, his expression as firm and calm as a rock, but his visibly heaving breathing still revealed his mind.

He even thought he'd misheard.

North Sea, Kunlun City.

Two choices?

It was simply the most absurd request he had ever heard, and the most naked ambition he had ever seen.

His Majesty took a seat on one of the recliners across from the screen, his body slowly leaning against the ...