Chapter 46: Ask for Forgiveness from Saint Lakeman
The meeting room was noisy, with everyone criticizing each other and shirking responsibility. The elite attitude of the past had been completely lost. The hole dug this time was too big for anyone to bear, and everyone feared the wrath of the Celestial Dragons.
"Alright! What a noise! Quiet!" A senior executive stood up, slamming the table and shouting.
The mutual criticisms stopped. The conference room returned to silence. But everyone looked panicked and uneasy.
"It is meaningless to accuse now. The key is how to save one's life under the wrath of a Celestial Dragon!" the senior executive said with a solemn expression. He seemed to have some authority. When he spoke, everyone looked at him without making a sound.
"My suggestion is to directly invite Saint Lakeman to participate in the auction," the executive said slowly.
The others' expressions suddenly changed. This meant giving up their wealth and, worse, becoming retainers of the Celestial Dragons. This ending was only slightly better than being a slave.
"You have to do this if you want to save your life." The senior management glanced around expressionlessly and said coldly, "Or do you think offending the Celestial Dragons is a simple matter?"
Everyone was speechless. The air in the conference room was deathly silent. No one sitting there was naive enough to think they could stand up to the Celestial Dragons. They had only been able to exploit the stupidity of the Celestial Dragons for their own benefit. The 300% profit was too tempting, even if there was a risk of losing their heads, they were willing to do it.
Of course, that was fearlessness when blinded by interests. Once death approached, no matter how greedy your heart was, it had to stop.
"But can this really save our lives?"
"Yes, what we deceived was not one or two Celestial Dragons, but dozens..."