Before long, Su Zhengfeng arrived in the private room. He had already learned what had happened and was in a terrible mood. As he entered, he saw the executives looking grim and Su Muxue slumped over the table, sobbing. This was the first time he had seen his daughter cry so hard, and it made him begin to question whether he had done the right thing.
"What's the situation now?" Su Zhengfeng asked wearily.
"Every member of the Su Group lost a level in this battle, and the equipment losses are incalculable. After Dustseal sent out his citywide announcement, all our peripheral members announced they were leaving. Some of the less committed internal members left too, reducing the Su Group from twenty thousand members to fewer than eight thousand. Worse still, none of our remaining members can leave the city. Almost everyone in Jinling City is watching us. Unless Dustseal backs off, the Su Group is finished," one executive said heavily.
Su Zhengfeng fell silent at those words. He had never expected the consequences to become this severe.
After a while, Su Zhengfeng asked, "What's the other guilds' stance? Dustseal's strength already poses a clear threat to those major guilds. Are they really going to let someone like him exist unchecked?"
"Most guild leaders in Jinling City have ordered their members not to provoke Dustseal or anyone close to him. None of the guilds are planning to deal with him, including the World-Proud Heroes," another person said.
"Idiots. Doesn't that mean all of Jinling City will have to dance to his tune? Where's the dignity of those major guilds?" Su Zhengfeng said.
"Dignity, dignity! That's all you ever think about! Dad, why are you still thinking about how to go after Dustseal? Haven't you realized it yet? With players as