He paused, and his gaze turned sorrowful. "As everyone knows, East Forest Base City has long suffered under the 'jurisdiction' and 'restrictions' of Peak Martial Arts Hall.
They set the rules, monopolize resources, suppress dissent, and even restrict the freedom of our families to nurture our descendants and develop our industries! My son, Gao Tiancheng, was exceptionally gifted. Yet because he refused to submit to Peak Martial Arts Hall's 'recruitment,' they fabricated charges against him and cruelly murdered him! This hatred is irreconcilable!"
Gao Fuhai's voice carried just the right amount of grief, indignation, and incitement.
The people below the stage wore varying expressions. Some looked mournful, some had flickering eyes, while others curled their lips slightly, clearly unconvinced by Gao Fuhai's claims of "loving his son."
Everyone knew what kind of person Gao Tiancheng had been. He had deserved to die.
But most prominent families and powerful figures shared the same resentment toward Peak Martial Arts Hall's tyranny.
For three hundred years, Peak Martial Arts Hall had hung over every faction like a sword. While it maintained the basic order of human civilization and a united front against Mutated Beasts, it had also greatly restricted the room for development and ambition of these local powers.
"Fortunately, heaven never seals off every path!" Gao Fuhai abruptly changed his tone, a smile returning to his face. "Today, we have welcomed a new opportunity, a new ally!"
He rose to his feet and respectfully turned sideways, pointing toward the effeminate young man with an eerie aura who had been seated beside him, in a position even closer to the center than that of the "host" himself.
"This is an envoy from the Beast God Cult, Mr. Demon Charm!"
The Beast God Cult?
Most people in the conference hall looked confused and bewildered.