章 1793: The Mu Family's Grave Was Going To Be Overturned

Chief Anderson did not have a good temper. He was used to being alone and was very difficult to work with. He rarely had a fixed team and assistant. He was too picky and did not allow any mistakes to be committed during the collaboration. There were no second chances.

Mu Yuan had once commented. "You have already changed eleven assistants. Why haven't you found a suitable assistant yet?"

This time, the assistant was new. He was an African-American agent with a huge build and a height of approximately more than 1.9 m. He wore a leather jacket and sunglasses even at night. He looked exactly like the spy 007 from the Hollywood movies. He was already waiting below the MISS building and passed a bag to Mu Yuan. It contained Mu Yuan's passport and phone.

Mu Yuan could easily produce a passport himself. If he really needed to, he could go to the embassy to get proof. The passport was not very important to him. He had already booked his tickets.