In the past thirty years, Sam had done all kinds of things that were not suitable for him to do under the sun.
Of course, in the past 30 years, Old Man Sam's hands had also been stained with countless blood and created countless ghosts.
Now that the Patriarch was gone, the big shot was even more difficult for them to come into contact with. Old man Sam was already their backbone.
Sam told them to wait, that was, to wait for the superiors to give orders.
Although there was no more chance to earn the master's favor, at least it would be more stable.
Moreover, if the superiors really blamed them for being capricious, they would be happier because the tall old man Sam was the first to hold up the sky.
There was no problem waiting, but it was possible for the people inside the collapsed b
