In the vast ocean, there are countless isolated islands, some visible on satellite maps, while others remain undetected even by satellite imagery.
At this moment, on an island that could not be found on satellite maps, a group of men and women with an imposing presence were engaging in a discussion about Jiang Chen.
This isolated island was home to numerous buildings, surrounded by countless visible and hidden sentries. At the center of the island stood a colossal mansion villa.
Inside the central villa's conference room, a serious meeting was taking place.
Seated at the head of the table was an elderly man dressed in white practice garb, his face exuding authority. To his left were four elders, and to his right were four middle-aged men and women, all eight wearing devilish masks.
"What does everyone think about this matter?" The authoritative elder at the head of the table swept his gaze over the eight people and spoke in a deep voice.
