A young man with large knuckles on both hands and several scars on his face slammed a fist onto the conference table, causing several cracks on a specially-made table from the Abyss.
"Those bastards, how dare they!"
An elderly man with long white hair and a celestial demeanor spoke up, "They've done it already, what's the point in asking? The priority is to calm down and come up with a response plan."
The old man's words were detached, but the cracks in the table in front of him were even more than those made by the scarred young man.
"Cough, cough, cough."
A frail man wearing a down jacket in May suddenly started coughing sharply, drawing everyone's attention.
Noticing he became the focus, Cold Mountain, the strongest Breaker in the Desolate Realm Management Bureau, showed a hint of apology on his face before smoothly saying:
"I'll follow Old Hou's lead, no need to ask for my opinion."
