After the meeting was over, Wu Tian contentedly reclaimed his power, while the people from the two factions separated and held small gatherings.
"Damn it, ever since this damned Dragon's Tooth was established, the power in our hands has been weakened beyond endurance."
In a private room at Royal Number One Club, Zhao Jincheng cursed through gritted teeth.
"Hey, what's the point in talking so much now that things are like this?"
Wan Changfa sighed gloomily: "From now on, we no longer have the authority to command the Ming Group, nor can we directly provide financial support to them. All actions must be reported to Dragon's Tooth, it's suffocating just thinking about it."
"It's all Tang Ming's fault, that bastard. If he hadn't blown things up before, causing dissatisfaction from above with the struggle between the Ming Group and the Dark Group, we wouldn't have ended up like this."
Qian Weiguo angrily complained.
