"They submitted a fucking agreement to cut our resource supplies together, and then they went and formed the fucking United Merchants' Association, United Church, and Joint Medical Association!"
Bang!!
"Are they trying to start a war?!!"
In Zone 1's conference hall, a man slammed the table and roared in fury.
"Ma Liangdong, calm down." Yang Xian picked at his ear impatiently. "I didn't rush back from State No. 5 to listen to you complain."
"We've been bullied this badly by a bunch of ants, and I'm not even allowed to complain?!"
Yang Xian gave a derisive chuckle. "Will complaining solve anything?"
Then he added helplessly, "Back when Zhou Bi and the other three were around, we never had to gather to discuss things like this. They could work out a solution in private. Ah, things really aren't what they used to be."
Ma Liangdong grew even angrier. "Yang Xian, what the hell are you making snide remarks for?! If they were really as strong as you say, why did the ants from the Other Districts wipe them all out?!"
"If Zhou Bi and the others could hear this from beyond the grave, they'd probably cry themselves to death. They died in battle, and people still bad-mouth them behind their backs." Yang Xian shook his head. "Most of the capable people are dead. Zone 1 is like a weasel giving birth to mice now-each litter is worse than the last."
Black Cat sprawled lazily in his seat. "Yang Xian, enough. Back when Zhou Bi and the other three handled things, Gu Weiyang was there to back them up, so nothing could go too badly wrong. Now that Qian Wendao has taken over, he's clearly broken with us. Naturally, our only option is a head-on clash."
Yang Xian shrugged. "Fine, whatever you