It turned out that the real power behind the scenes in the Cloud Valley area was Master Shan, hidden away in the shadows. Master Wang, who basked in the limelight and threw his weight around in public, was actually nothing more than a puppet on strings. In truth, even Old Wang had been shaken by the government's iron-fisted methods.
Thinking of how Xie Chun Base had been wiped out in a single night, Old Wang couldn't help feeling intimidated by such overwhelming force. Though he wasn't the real decision-maker in the Cloud Valley area, he was its leader in name. He understood all too well the relationship between the three families of Wangqiao Base.
They had formed an alliance, but it was hard to say how much good that alliance would actually do.
In Old Wang's view, without several months to digest the alliance and build trust among the three sides, their combat strength would probably still fall short of Xie Chun Base's.
Their numerical advantage existed only on paper. In a real fight, what good would it do if they weren't united and couldn't pull together? If a battle broke out, it would be a blessing if their own people didn't stab one another in the back. And as for entrusting their backs to so-called allies, who could really trust them?
So if the government intended to move against Wangqiao Base, Old Wang truly didn't like their chances. In fact, he felt Wangqiao Base's fate wouldn't be much better than Xie Chun Base's. It was probably only a matter of time.
That was why he'd been hemming and hawing, seeming rather inclined to yield and surrender to the government.
But after he said all that, he felt a strange chill in the air. It was as if the air