"Where does that come from, Great Young Master? We have respected you for a long time and hope for your care in the future," some people said with a flattering smile, stroking their beards.
"Now our North Sea City has become a major city that cannot be ignored, every move we make affects the surrounding North Sea area.
My father has worked tirelessly to develop North Sea City to its current state, and as the eldest son, it is also my responsibility to continue and enhance this legacy."
Bei Xiao spoke each word with gravity: "My father is gravely ill, and I won't hide it from everyone here, the role of the City Lord must eventually come to an end.
Everything is in need of revival, and this is precisely the time we need talents. I wonder if any of you would be willing to help me?"
Upon hearing Bei Xiao's words, there was a buzz of discussion all around.
Although many had guessed this, they still found it difficult to make a choice at the moment.
