The two shops in the Sigma District collided like frost against raging fire, whipping up fierce winds.
The winds blew out of the Sigma District, crossed the Origin God Mountain Range, and swept across the vast Safe Zone.
They carried a subtle scent to everyone.
And that scent was like chocolate: harmless to humans, deadly to dogs.
"Qin Siyang has gone too fucking far!!!"
In Zone 1, someone slammed the table and cursed at the top of his lungs.
"He's openly buying disc carapace?! What does he want?! A rebellion?!!"
Yang Xian picked at his ear impatiently. "Ander, tell me, what exactly are your standards for choosing people for these roundtable negotiations? Whoever shouts the loudest gets a seat?"
Black Cat yawned. "Tan Biao used to be Ma Liangdong's deputy. Everyone saw how much he did for Zone 1. Now he has become our District Chief, too. So his attendance at the roundtable has everyone's approval."
Yang Xian looked at Tan Biao. "A useless man's deputy isn't necessarily useless himself. Since everyone approves of you, show us what you can do instead of braying like a donkey."
When Yang Xian mocked Ma Liangdong, Ma Liangdong had only dared to seethe in silence. His deputy, Tan Biao, was even less qualified to trade barbs with Yang Xian.
Tan Biao could only endure Yang Xian's words in silence.
The atmosphere grew awkward. Ander spoke up. "An Youlu proposed this meeting today and gathered everyone here precisely to discuss this matter. Why don't you all share your views?"
With Ander having spoken, the person present whose standing was second only to his would naturally speak first.
But Yu Jianyun, who was also attending, said, "I have no opinion. I've never handled these matters anyway. Go ahead and discuss them yourselves."
After Yu Jianyun