"Foundation Establishment… Elder…"
With a "whoosh," the middle-aged man suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back.
His face turned pale, and he looked at Zhu Fei with a terrified gaze, his previously arrogant demeanor vanished in the blink of an eye.
Just kidding, this is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. How many Foundation Establishment Cultivators are there in the entire Beiyun City?
Manager Zhang had to offend someone, and just had to be so blind as to offend a Foundation Establishment Cultivator; that truly was a death in vain.
Now, let alone daring to trouble Zhu Fei, even the chairman of their banking firm would definitely not easily make an enemy of Zhu Fei.
Thinking this, the middle-aged man felt his legs trembling uncontrollably.
Facing Zhu Fei's previously overbearing and oppressive questioning, he dared not refrain from answering and could only manage to squeeze out a servile smile, humbly saying:
