"Mr. Clancy, what happened?!"
Anson Nathan quickly supported Carl Clancy.
The other family owners and the legitimate members of the various big families all looked towards Carl Clancy.
Seeing Carl Clancy's expression, everyone couldn't help but tighten their hearts.
Had something happened?
Carl Clancy, leaning on his cane, steadied himself and said, "I just received a phone call. Our people sent to Payton Island to contact the two great Immortal Gates said that they couldn't get in touch with anyone from the Immortal Sects!"
"What?! How could they not be in touch?!"
Anson Nathan's face changed, and he grew a few shades paler.
"Mr. Clancy, Elder Nathan, what exactly is going on? Why can't we get in touch with the people from the two great Immortal Gates?!"
"If there are no Immortals to help us, we are truly finished!"
"Yes, if there are no Immortals to support us, there's no way we can withstand these guys!"
