Yun Feidian's sigh made every high-ranking member of the Blood Alliance turn pale with shock.
It was as though they had seen an iron-and-bronze pillar supporting the sky suddenly crack with crisscrossing fissures.
"President, you—you weren't saying this just now!"
Their faces bloodless, they cried, "You said that no one could do anything to us! Whoever dared drive us into a corner, we'd fight them to the death, and even if the fish died and the net tore, we'd make Dragon City's Financial Market—even its entire economic order—collapse in an earth-shattering upheaval!"
"That was then."
Yun Feidian said coldly, "Back then, I didn't know Meng Chao had already reached a package cooperation agreement with the leaders of the Turan Civilization."
"Fake, it's all fake!"
The Blood Alliance executives shouted desperately. "Meng Chao is lying! His story is far too bizarre!"
"Don't you understand? In the Financial Market, whether something is true or false isn't important."
Yun Feidian gritted his teeth. "Even if Meng Chao really is a swindler, as long as he can convince all Dragon City Citizens to believe his lies and prop those lies up with real gold and silver, then falsehood can become truth, and lies can become fact.
"Our greatest trump card was originally our ability to shake Dragon City's Financial Market and even its economic order.
"And the reason we could play that card wasn't because the Blood Alliance itself was so powerful. It was because Dragon City's economic development truly faced real problems: a narrow domestic market, uncertain export markets, and an unpredictable outcome to the Colonization War, among others.
"Meng Chao's return, along with the 'good news' he brought, has resolved—or at least temporarily resolved—these problems.
"Right now, all Dragon City Citizens and investors have been dazzled senseless by the favorable news Meng