"Little White Tiger... has that much prestige in Chun Prefecture?"
Kun Sai looked at Su Han, his face dark.
The latter helplessly cast Chairman Du a pleading look.
Of everyone present, Chairman Du probably knew Little White Tiger best. After all, he was fairly close to Mr. Li.
Seeing no way out, Chairman Du sighed and explained, "I heard Li Youxian say that Xiao Yuan, who works alongside Little White Tiger, is a genius at management and business. She has always advocated building deep roots among the lower classes, even using the Eight-Nine Group's funds to subsidize Ground-Level People rather than bleed the people at the bottom dry."
"One-tenth of Chun Prefecture's population makes a living through the Eight-Nine Group or the Ground-Level Forces. These people are already tied to Little White Tiger. Most of the rest are grateful to him for driving out Kou Island's San Mu Group. Little White Tiger is now at the height of his power in Chun Prefecture. No one can rival him."
"From the rich and powerful to peddlers and porters, they're all his people."
Chairman Du forced himself to finish. Kun Sai's eyes turned bloodshot, and he wished he could eat Su Han alive.
"Why didn't you tell me something this important?"
"I didn't know either!"
Su Han replied with a miserable expression.
In fact, even without Chairman Du saying more, everyone present could see Little White Tiger's influence in Chun Prefecture.
Those suicide fighters had probably been marked before they even entered Chun Prefecture.
Their every move was under Little White Tiger's surveillance.
Even now, Little White Tiger had yet to show himself.
What did that mean?
Little White Tiger simply didn't consider the Mianbang People opponents.
Tap, tap, tap.
The dense mass of people kept advancing toward the suicide fighters.