The moment the video was forcibly cut off and their phone screens went dark, the entire Underworld of the Dragon Kingdom fell into an unprecedented, deathly silence.
Every leader of every underground organization stood frozen, holding a scorching-hot phone, their minds utterly blank.
They even felt as though they were Benboba, the lowly demon sent to patrol the mountain in Journey to the West.
Young Master Zhong: Go kill the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven!
Huh?
Me?
A full ten-odd seconds passed.
"Fuck!"
Inside the Ten Dragons Association's Siheyuan in Longdu.
Nie Kuanglong slammed his phone to the ground, shattering it.
"That little bastard from the Zhong Family! He's trying to get me killed!"
He cursed furiously, his rugged face twisted with fear and rage.
The Darkness Emperor!
The Hall Master of Asura Hall!
Number three on the [dark list]!
Had he known the target was this man, he would never have accepted the job-not for ten billion, not for a hundred billion, not even for a trillion!
This was a terrifying monster who could slaughter an entire city single-handedly!
How could he possibly afford to provoke him?
"Chairman, what do we do now?"
His trusted subordinate beside him spoke shakily, his teeth chattering.
"What do we do? Fuck fighting him!"
Nie Kuanglong kicked over the card table in front of him and roared, "Pass on my orders! Every member of the Ten Dragons Association heading to Modu is to get the hell back here immediately!"
"No, don't come back! Disband on the spot! Go home to your mothers!"
"From today onward, I, Nie Kuanglong, am washing my hands of this business and going back to my hometown to grow sweet potatoes!"
"If anyone so much as fucking mentions Modu again, I'll twist his head off!"
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