"Speaking of the Koreans, let me tell you in advance: control of the three gathering zones has to be divided up. You two can't interfere."
Old Guan did not want to dwell on the Seventh Master, so he changed the subject.
But this only made Little White Tiger more curious about the Seventh Master's identity.
Someone who could make Old Guan turn a blind eye.
Someone who could force Old Guan to compromise.
Could it be the other three big shots?
The thought barely crossed his mind before he dismissed it himself.
Guotai Min'an might fight among themselves, but they were absolutely devoted to the Dragon Kingdom.
"You already have Fei Island in your hands. Let the Peninsula go," Old Guan said, looking guiltily at the two of them.
Those were the rules of the game.
Little White Tiger held Chun Prefecture, which was destined to become a Supercity, and had Fei Island continually feeding it resources. Now he wanted the Peninsula too. Was everyone else supposed to just watch him feast?
The Capital Faction could not possibly allow Chun Prefecture to dominate alone.
Especially with Chun Prefecture being so aggressive now.
Those at odds with the Guan Family, as well as the neutrals, all feared an overly powerful Chun Prefecture.
Politics was about balance.
The Guan Family had earned unparalleled merit in this battle.
Its prestige was too great.
Chun Prefecture was the Guan Family's blade. When that blade was too sharp, everyone else grew uneasy.
Little White Tiger disagreed and shot back, "When the Korean army came bearing down, Chun Prefecture held them off, didn't it?"
"Where were they then?"
"The Koreans are Chun Prefecture's mortal enemies. My wife nearly died at their hands."
"And the Seventh Master wants to build them a fucking massive gathering zone? Who's