Everyone in the Prosperous Age Base was at a loss - what in the world was going on?
Every one of them was utterly stunned, almost everyone outside had died at least once, and they were still trying to figure out what was happening after they had respawned.
Not only them, the executives of Prosperous Age who had hurriedly gathered together were all wearing somber expressions.
"Our elder brother is tied up with some matter, he has an important client and simply can't get out of it. He told us to handle this situation." The cousin of Prosperous Age said helplessly.
The Beast Speaker's expression immediately changed, anxiously asking: "Which client?"
The Prosperous Age Scion said in irritation: "Who cares about the damn client right now, we need to focus on repelling these monsters first."
The Beast Speaker responded helplessly, "I remember our boss saying he had to meet with the president of the Junior Minister Group to discuss their investment in our base."
