San Mu Tower.
San Mu Ichibashi flew into a rage as he listened to his subordinate's report.
They had only been robbed last week, and now they were getting fucking robbed again.
Anyone would have lost it.
"Do they really think the San Mu Group is an ATM? Get our people and surround the bank."
San Mu Ichibashi grabbed the Tachi on the desk and leaped from the top floor, brimming with murderous intent, taking the lead in rushing toward the bank.
San Mu Ichiro, meanwhile, knitted his brows, a vague unease stirring within him.
A moment later, he picked up the phone on his desk and quickly dialed another shareholder of the San Mu Group.
"Mr. Koizumi."
"How many times have I told you? In the Dragon Kingdom, call me by my Dragon Kingdom name, Bu Tingyang."
"All right, Mr. Bu. Allow me to ask, has anyone unusual entered Chun Prefecture lately? Why are so many people targeting us?"
"The bank's been robbed again," San Mu Ichiro complained in an accusatory tone.
The person on the other end fell silent for a moment, clearly not having expected anyone else to rob the bank either.
After two consecutive robberies, the San Mu Group's prestige would suffer greatly, whether these robbers succeeded or not.
"The San Mu Group has been far too arrogant lately. I've told you repeatedly to keep a low profile. This is the Dragon Kingdom. They naturally reject alien races." Bu Tingyang considered for a moment. "A lot of hired guns have come to Chun Prefecture lately, but that old bastard Zhu Bai isn't on our side, so I don't know exactly how many people have entered the city."
"Then who has the nerve to rob our bank?"
San Mu Ichiro was beginning to lose his composure.
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