ister's strength was truly fierce."Little White, are you just sitting here waiting to die Aren't you going to handle your own problems instead of leaving them for the boss" Mo Wushuang glared at him....d, and looked to be only in his early forties. His jet-black long hair was tied back with a ribbon, cascading smoothly to his waist. It was uncommon to see men with such long hair these days. Despite...