The Vigorous Vajra returned to the side of the president of the Daochuan Society and relayed those words verbatim to President Mukun Qianlun!
Mukun Qianlun appeared to be a very kind old man.
It's likely that if one didn't know his identity, no one would associate him with a Japanese gang, let alone the third largest gang in Japan!
"You mean, he wants me to go see him?"
Mukun Qianlun said, without joy or sorrow, as a beautiful woman brewed tea before him.
After a series of tedious procedures, Mukun Qianlun finally picked up the tea.
"Yes, that's what he said."
The Vigorous Vajra spoke honestly.
"You lost?" Mukun Qianlun glanced at the severely injured Vigorous Vajra and took a sip of tea: "How did you lose?!"
"Just lost in pure strength." The Vigorous Vajra said with some shame.
"Alright, I understand. Go and tend to your wounds first." Mukun Qianlun instructed.
"Yes, President!" The Vigorous Vajra withdrew.
