The meeting among friends wasn't going smoothly, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Many people at the conference table remained silent, frowning and smoking, giving the spacious meeting room a smoky haze.
"Hey, a greenhorn who popped up from nowhere, got lucky resolving an S-class supernatural incident, and now with a bit of capital, thinks he can run amok without regard for us. He should remember that when we were dealing with supernatural incidents, this Yang Jian was still drinking milk in school," said a man of slight stature but strong build, breaking the silence with a sneer, "Rather than waiting for him to get promoted by Cao Yanhua to team leader, we might as well knock him down now, to prevent future competition for resources with our circle. I have a plan: let's kidnap his mother first, then lure out Yang Jian and take him down together."
"He Tianxiong, be rational, don't always resort to violence or tipping over tables. Yang Jian is capable of that too."
