It wasn't just Lian Ho-lung who could see it. Everyone could see that the outcome was settled. Tung Sing was certain to lose.
The gap between the two sides' top fighters was simply too great.
Crow and Golden-Haired Tiger had been cut down by LS's Maids almost as soon as they faced them.
Now, Smiling Tiger and Nameless Tiger were the only Tung Sing Bosses left.
On the west side, Shen Xue had led her men straight through the Tung Sing Maids and Sang Fan's former subordinates, scattering them.
The Tung Sing Maids in the center couldn't even barely hold on. With Crow and Golden-Haired Tiger dead, they visibly began to collapse.
Only Nameless Tiger's men on the east side could still hold out for a while. But everywhere else had already collapsed, and with LS's expert fighters joining in, Nameless Tiger wouldn't last much longer either.
"Tung Sing concedes!" An elderly man in his fifties went straight to Chan Yiu.
Although the Five Tigers were Tung Sing's most famous figures, they weren't all Tung Sing had. There were also elders from the older generation.
They held no power within Tung Sing, but they still had some say.
"There's no conceding in an arranged fight. Besides, I can't order the other Bosses around," Chan Yiu said, shaking his head.
"Is Hongxing really going to wipe us out?" The Tung Sing elder looked furious. The fighting had already dealt Tung Sing a crippling blow, and after today, its decline would be inevitable.
"It's not that Hongxing wants to wipe you out. The fighting isn't over, and there's nothing I can do," Chan Yiu said with a light chuckle.
He knew perfectly well that he couldn't command the other Bosses. LS down there, in particular, wouldn't necessarily show him any respect.
Although