C513 Seal the News

"President Hsiao, you can simply pin it on the Ancient Tower Sect. Trust me on this." Zhang Yu's voice reached Hsiao Wanjin telepathically, his face betraying no emotion.

Hsiao Wanjin had assumed Zhang Yu was suggesting he take a swipe at them due to the rift between the Myriad Gold Chamber of Commerce and the Ancient Tower Sect. Yet, when he glanced at Mo Qiancheng