Lao Qi and Long Xing were never friends. They were in the same underground circle in the provincial capital, competing for benefits and resources.
In their eyes, there was only interest; the notion of friendship was nonexistent.
They wouldn't have paid any attention this time if it wasn't for Tian Hai's excessive arrogance, which upset all these bigwigs.
Especially Long Xing, who had lost his status for the entire provincial underground community. No one would be kind to Long Xing, even if he had considerable strength.
"Enough. I didn't invite you here today to quarrel."
A middle-aged man seated at the front waved his hand and chuckled, "It's indeed rare for all of us to gather. What's unexpected is that it's all because of a young man."
The middle-aged man calmly asked, "Boss Long, how strong is that guy?"
