Chương 889: Destination

The people sitting at the conference table ignored Shang Jianyao's muttering and seriously discussed the pertinent questions. From the looks of it, they wanted to go into the details with Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao obviously knew nothing. Upon seeing that the situation was going south, he immediately ran to the meeting room's brown door.

Without any other changes to the scene, he wanted to see if the door could be opened now.

Shang Jianyao stretched out his palm, clenched it, twisted it, and pulled. The brown meeting room door moved back, no longer holding steadfast.

He immediately clapped and smiled. "As expected—we have to resolve the problem that's plaguing them before we can advance in the dream."

He was in no rush to leave the meeting room. He stood at the door and looked out.

All he saw was darkness—he couldn't see the corridor clearly. Or rather, there was no corridor at all.