Upon seeing the wanted poster, the man who had remained silent until now emitted an intense wave of bloodlust, akin to a chilling wind sweeping across the room. Those in close proximity shivered, feeling the icy touch of his presence. However, those gathered around the round table remained unaffected.
"Impatient, aren't we?" remarked the man in the white suit. "Well, I suppose that's only natural, considering you've suffered the most at the hands of this man."
The man kept his mouth shut but glared at the man in the white suit with a gaze filled with murderous intent.
"Don't look at me like that. I was simply stating the truth."
Fueled by anger, the man finally spoke, his voice laced with fury. "Regardless of whether it's the truth or not, you shouldn't say something so insensitive right in front of my face. Even though my organization took a major blow last night, I still have the power to bring yours to its knees."
