If forty hours ago, Li Qiuzhe receiving seventeen stab wounds sent the entire Underworld of Jinling into an uproar, then right now, Qin Fan's one-hour deadline had plunged it into complete chaos.
Kneel at the entrance of the military hospital. Those who fail to appear will be uprooted, with no one left alive!
Fuck your mother! Countless bosses roared in their hearts, but not one dared to say it aloud.
This fear was deeply rooted in their bones. After all, the absolute psychopath who had entered Jinling Mansion and slaughtered the Bo Family was still swaggering around, free as ever. The implications were immense, so much so that all they felt toward Qin Fan was fear—only fear. If even the Forbidden City had to grit its teeth and swallow the humiliation, how could they possibly dare to defy him?
Just because they couldn't curse out Qin Fan, it didn't mean they were willing to swallow their anger.
In countless mansions, roars of fury shook the walls.
