Zhao Longfei's sudden mention of Guo Jiuxiao, along with his talk of their "close cooperation," made the smile on Jiang Hao's face freeze for a moment.
Zhao Longfei was openly telling Jiang Hao that the Zhao Family already knew about the Jiang Family's collusion with Guo Jiuxiao.
"What do you mean, Principal Zhao? I don't quite understand."
"It's just the few of us here, and you've even activated Conversation Shielding. Is there any point in hiding it? With Hu Yu, your Jiang Family gave the orders, and Guo Jiuxiao did the work, digging a pit for our Zhao Family. Unfortunately for you, heaven smiled on us. That great big pit didn't kill us. We dusted ourselves off and got back on our feet."
Zhao Longfei pointed at the Assembly Hall. "And we didn't just get back on our feet. We've gone farther and climbed higher."
Jiang Hao's gaze turned cold, then his smile spread again. Even if the Zhao Family knew, what could they do about it?
The two families stabbed each other in the back, poached each other's people, and fought over profits. The hatred accumulated over the ten years since the apocalypse began had long since become impossible to extinguish.
It was only for the sake of the bigger picture that the two families maintained outward ties, without overturning the table and openly falling out.
But with the establishment of the Zhao Merchants' Association, competition between the Zhao and Jiang families had grown increasingly fierce. Both sides had already begun drawing their swords.
Jiang Hao's tone was mild and even. "Professor Guo simply couldn't stand how Principal Zhao left others no room to maneuver. He was merely acting out of a sense of public duty and justice. Our Three Major Merchants' Associations were getting along perfectly well, yet