Tan Qiang licked his lips and rubbed his hands together like a fly, grinning at Mu Yao.
"Little sister, how did you get this account?"
He had seen the account on the software clearly; it was verified by the platform, so it was undoubtedly the person's real account.
Since he had downloaded the software, he had watched the verbal wars between Junior Protector and Mu Gang, and had also learned about some of Junior Protector’s exploits on the forum.
Although Jianghu’s evaluation of Junior Protector was polarized, while many called him a man of poor character, no one dared to call his skills poor.
You could call him a scoundrel, but you could never call him a hack.
Tan Qiang had been holding forth just a moment ago, convinced that if their Tan family could cling to the Penglai Pavilion, it wouldn't be impossible for them to enter the Hidden Jianghu in the future, given their business acumen.
That self-satisfaction hadn't lasted long before it was shattered.
He remembered that this phone belonged to Wang Han, and Tan Qiang gradually realized something.
He hadn't expected the real god to be right in front of him.
Looking at it now, his mind raced; it seemed the Ten Elders Association had long since begun laying out their strategy in the Hidden Jianghu, using Wang Han as a wedge.
Tan Qiang swallowed hard.
He had indeed been looking down on others with dog eyes.
In terms of financial power, the Ten Elders Association was already wealthy, and with the support of the Cailao and Qinglao…
Chapter 755