When Zhao fan drew a general outline of the layout of the arbitration hall in his mind, several people were also taken to the front hall of the arbitration hall. Rose was still leaning back, half leaning on a chair made of Sanggan wood. On a platform more than three meters high, he looked down on Zhao fan lightly. On the same face as human beings, there was a pale and weird smile, "Sanchez, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon!"

"Mr. Ross, although I'm looking forward to meeting you again, I didn't expect it was on this occasion." Zhao fan leaned slightly and said the most...