Time passed in the blink of an eye.
Four months had passed.
As time passed, Ning Yiyuan and the others quietly set up a tight and solid defense line...
Of course, on the surface, it was still calm.
Regardless of whether it was the Federation or Wisdom Cloud Galaxy, they seemed to have forgotten about the huge family relationship test from before. Everyone kept silent at the same time. However, beneath the calm surface of the sea, there were always hidden waves and undercurrents…
Federation Central Government, conference room.
"Oh right, Mo Chu's expected delivery date is in half a month, right?"
Wisdom Cloud Galaxy's Director Zhang raised his eyes slightly. His casual words contained a few hints of probing and estimation.
A long conference table in the middle naturally separated the two of them into two sides.