"I hope everyone will consider this carefully."
The words had barely left his mouth when the air in the hall suddenly grew tense.
The Outer City martial hall masters' expressions changed abruptly. Clearly, Huang Junchi's ultimatum had caught them completely off guard.
Join the alliance and let others push them around; refuse, and they might have to face five Transforming Force martial artists.
Caught between these two impossible choices, they were at a loss.
Bai Yu, Hou Wei, Xie Guangyi, and Fu Huaixing exchanged glances. In less than half a breath, they reached an understanding.
Fu Huaixing stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"Family Head Huang, this matter is of great importance. Could you give us time to discuss it among ourselves? We'll give you an answer tomorrow. How does that sound?"
Hearing this, the corner of Huang Junchi's mouth lifted in the faintest hint of a smile.
Huang Junchi had already expected Fu Huaixing and the others to stall.
After all, though Shi Tao had just beaten Hou Wei and Bai Yu, there was a world of difference between defeating and killing another Transforming Force martial artist.
If four Transforming Force martial artists joined forces, with more than a dozen Dark Force experts fighting back, even the five Inner City factions banding together would lose a good chunk of their strength.
What they had done today was only the first step: use the matches to damage the Outer City factions' reputation and confidence.
The second step: use the Blood Blade Sect's fearsome name to apply pressure and establish an "alliance."
The third step: use the alliance's authority to divide and conquer, then gradually devour them.
After all, although the wealthy households had no Transforming Force martial artists, they had plenty of Dark Force experts hidden among them.
And when