Chapter 221: Blood Hand Organization
The mountain rain is coming, the wind fills the tower; at this late hour, the bright moon is obscured by dark clouds, seemingly foreshadowing something.
Knowing that there’s an assassin on this ship, Chu Ge didn’t continue to wander around on the third floor, but instead directly headed to the conference room door, sat down on the bench, and began to play on his phone.
Seeing the arrival of Chu Ge, Zheng Lihong’s originally tensed nerves relaxed quite a bit, after all, this was someone capable of matching those at the Innate level!
However, the Ancient Martial Artists from the other families couldn’t help but gather together, watching Chu Ge with a wary eye as if facing a formidable enemy.
Compared to the eerie quiet outside, the conference room was, at this moment, full of noisy disputes, but due to the soundproofing, not a bit of sound could be heard outside the room.
Duan Congxing, of course, was sitting in the chief seat with no objection, and the other Old Masters didn’t mind too much either; after all, they were past the age of being overly competitive. Who sat in the main seat was inconsequential; what they truly cared about were the interests of their families.
In the end, it was Mr. Sima who spoke up first: "Old Duan, you’ve summoned us all here this time, saying you want to reorganize the power structure in Shanghai, so what exactly do you mean? Now tell us all about it!"
Duan Congxing glanced at Mr. Sima, shook his head with a smile, and said: "Old Man Sima, after so many years, you’re still as impatient as ever."
"Hmph!" Sima Lingfu snorted coldly: "We’re practically cutting our own flesh here, who wouldn’t be anxious?"
After Sima Lingfu spoke these words, Mr. Ouyang and Xiahou Longhu also all looked at Duan Congxing, while the Clan Leaders from four smaller families sat in silence below. In such a situation, they had no place to interject.