"Old Li, please, you have to help me."
"Old Shu, you... ah, how can I help when you've gotten involved with Kou Island? You fool. We could beat each other bloody behind closed doors, and it wouldn't matter. But bringing Kou Island into this? You've stirred up a hornet's nest!"
The Big Boss sat alone by the sea, his face bitter.
For the first time, this polished business tycoon showed a sense of helplessness.
However vast his business empire was, could it outmatch those with guns?
The Guan Family had hundreds of the fighter aircraft that had bombed him.
They had brazenly flown their fighter aircraft into the airport in Kou Island's capital, and Kou Island could only swallow its resentment, serve them good food and drink, then fill their tanks and send them back.
That was power.
Power that crushed everything.
"Old Shu, we've been friends for so many years, so I'll be honest. If you hadn't gotten involved with Kou Island, I'd dare barge into the Guan Family's home, pound the table, and confront Guan himself. But in your situation, even one extra word from me would get me branded a collaborator with the Alien Races..."
"Old Man Guan declared at the assembly this morning that your group should be classified as traitors."
"All I can secure for you is a chance to come back and surrender. I'll guarantee you won't die."
"I don't care whether I die, but... my son."
The sea breeze tousled the Big Boss's meticulously slicked-back hair.
This man, who had spent his life riding high, had no choice but to lower his proud head.
"I can die, but my son..."
After a brief silence, the person on the other end spoke with difficulty. "Shu Dong... the First War Zone said he jumped into