Shen Yuanbiao closed his eyes.
Before his eyes appeared once more the scene of that Blood Alliance member who had infiltrated Cosmos Group, transforming into a Flesh Puppet and conveying Yun Feidian's will to him.
At first, the instantaneous changes in the Blood Alliance member's features, bearing, bones, and muscle fibers had startled him.
He could not understand what kind of mysterious and terrifying power could transform a person so completely in mere seconds, turning a cautious clerical worker into a ravenous mad tiger.
But soon enough, the words spoken by that Blood Alliance member—or rather, by Yun Feidian remotely controlling the Blood Alliance member—plunged him into deep thought.
"Executive Director Shen, what do you think our 'New Blood Alliance' really is? A pack of rats scurrying through dark corners, trembling day and night, despised by all wherever we go?
"Utterly wrong!
"I can tell you without concealment or exaggeration that many people within the Nine Super Enterprises know of the New Blood Alliance's existence. They tacitly approved of us, indulged us, and even supported us as we grew!
"Why?
"The reason is simple. Whether a person, an interest group, or a national civilization, all must do many things that cannot see the light of day yet must be done. All must eliminate certain allies who appear as close as brothers. All have bottom lines they swear to defend with their lives, yet can only cross when there is no other choice.
"Those great figures standing atop magnificent halls, looking towering and noble beneath the spotlights, are not suited to doing such things—to eliminating those who must be eliminated, to crossing the bottom lines they swore to defend to the death. So they can only cultivate a New Blood Alliance, making us their shadows, their blood-soaked substitute in the darkness!