Unless it was the neighboring military power of the United States, which could dispatch troops to annihilate, but the United States wouldn't bother with such thankless affairs, and the Hong Clan wouldn't be foolish enough to provoke the United States.
The headquarters of the Hong Clan stood like a colossal fortress atop the mountain, overlooking the entire island.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the castle's meeting room was exceedingly somber.
A group of senior Hong Clan members sat around the round table in the meeting room, yet no one dared to speak.
"Where is Luo Jiuya? Have you contacted him?" Mr. Lang asked coldly.
"Report, Mr. Lang, no contact. Senior Luo might…" Mang Shan spoke up from the side.
"No need to say more, this Luo Jiuya is growing old and arrogant, clearly ignoring me as the Gang Leader of the Hong Clan. Hmph!" Mr. Lang snorted coldly, a trace of killing intent in his eyes.
