Long Zaitian was infuriated by An Yiqing's dismissive attitude. He sneered at An Yiqing and gestured to Shao Xing and Shao Qiang behind him.
Shao Xing nodded and took out a pager from his clothes, pressing it—
Within minutes, the double doors of the banquet hall were violently kicked open. A group of imposing men, dressed in black camouflage and wearing hooded masks, charged in with machetes, surrounding An Yiqing, Chiang Yu, the Thirteen Blood Generals, and others!
The sudden intrusion made the usually pampered and respected elites tremble with fear, and several members of the aristocratic families clearly displayed their dissatisfaction with Long Zaitian.
However, Long Zaitian seemed crazed today. No matter who questioned him, he ignored them coldly, as if he were burning all his bridges.
