‘Where’s that person?’

Alex glanced at these people. None of them were not up to standard; they were all third-rate fighters.

To say that they were third-rate fighters was just flattery. If they were to be placed in Thousand Miles Conglomerate, they would have the identities of ordinary hired thugs, a bunch of unremarkable minions who could be killed easily with just a glance from Alex.

However, he could not see any person-in-charge among these people.

The guy who spoke had blond hair. He thought he could trample others underfoot, so he said with a chuckle, “The person, who wants to see you, has a lofty status. Why would he come to this kind of place to personally meet an insignificant person like you? Alright, enough with the idle chatter. Come with us now. It won’t be good for you if you’re late.”

Alex shook his head. “I’m not free! You can go back to your master and tell him that he has to come here if he wants to meet me. It’s pointless for him to send a few lap dogs over