"To be able to become the grand wardens of the Freemasons, not only do they have to be smart, but they're also very smart. It's not easy to shirk responsibility."
Fang Dezong rubbed his temples and said indifferently,
"However, the consequences of this matter are not as serious as we thought. I hope we can find a remedy later."
Fang Dezong knew about Hongmen's situation. If it only concerned him, he wouldn't care so much.
But the problem was that he wanted to help his son rise to the top and become the new leader of Hongmen. That was why he was so worried.
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go back."
"Okay."
Fang Dezong took out his phone and called Fang Shihong, but no one picked up.
"This rascal, who knows where he went to fool around again."
