Ronan joked aloud, but he knew that at a time like this, Xi City... no, the catastrophic aberration crisis across the entire South Asian Subcontinent, this irretrievable situation, gave those storytellers in the capital markets a perfect excuse for "cross-regional integration and mutual assistance."
The only question was, could Bai Hao make Bat Master bow his head?
Clubs 10 against Spade 9 should have been at a disadvantage, right?
So there were others behind Bai Hao—Gao Wenfu, Master Demu, Shakaer, perhaps even Mou Zhengye.
With those Extraordinary Species gathered together, no matter how unyielding Bat Master was, he would not be able to withstand them.
What was more, with such a severe aberration disaster involved, Ronan always felt that the "Turtle Hermit" in the Deep Blue World was pulling strings behind the scenes.
So Ronan asked again, "What is Bai Hao's relationship with Li Wei? Do we have any intelligence on that?"
"I was just about to report it to you." Wen Huilan's tone remained even. "It happens to concern another matter you assigned."
"Which one?" Ronan genuinely could not recall for a moment.
"The people who handled the large-scale transport of personnel to the Deep Blue World in the sixties and seventies... the slave trade routes, as you called them."
Ronan froze and instinctively sat up straighter. "Bai Hao?"
"There is no evidence that Mr. Bai Hao participated in such matters. However, do you know Cabin Lopez?"
"Mm, doesn't ring a bell."
"Cabin Lopez was a postwar logistics tycoon in the West Pacific Ocean region, widely acknowledged as the king of shipping. He built his Pan-Pacific Logistics Kingdom with his own hands. He was from Di City and held a rather high position in Mr. Bai Hao's social circle. He was also a devoted admirer of Old Elers, and