"Scare me into wetting myself? Heh, I wonder how strong those two old fellows, Li Kun and Lin Qian, are." Tang Wen could not help laughing as he watched the video Wang Haiting had sent him.
"They're probably in the first-rank realm, but there's no way they've reached transcendent grade," Wen Jinyuan said.
"Why not have Elder Ximen lead troops onto the island? If they want a show of force, we'll see who intimidates whom," Luo Yiwu said.
"There's no hurry. Wait until they come over before landing on the island. Just surround them." Tang Wen waved a hand.
Sure enough, both groups arrived that afternoon.
Each side brought over two thousand people to Tang Wen's camp, packing the entrance in a dense mass that looked quite intimidating.
Both groups froze for a moment upon entering the conference room, for neither had ever seen a modern conference room.
Tang Wen sat in the center, with all the Tang family's experts seated to his left, while the Li Family and Lin Family sat in separate groups to his right.
Wen Jinyuan and Luo Yiwu stood behind Tang Wen, with the two beautiful experts, Gu Hanyan and Mei Niansu, attending him as well.
Li Shaotang and Lin Jingru entered, their eyes sweeping over Tang Wen and the people behind him.
Of course, they could not judge martial artists' strength when they were not fighting.
"Heh, I'm Tang Wen. Everyone, what did you decide after discussing things at home?" Tang Wen asked, looking around at them.
"We can pay the four million taels of silver owed over the past two hundred years," Li Shaotang said.
"But raising the payment to Lord Tang to one million a year all at once is asking the impossible," Lin Jingru said.
"I've decided to build a very