He knew that if he helped Shen Zhou, even if the other party didn't need it, it would still further their relationship and he could reap many benefits later on; however, the Hei Family was just too difficult to deal with.
And so, Zhang Ziyan backed down.
He did not yet know the deep regret this retreat would soon bring him.
Elsewhere.
Hei Family Courtyard.
Everyone in the Hei Family was on high alert, the air thick with the odor of gunpowder.
They knew that Shen Zhou might attack at any moment.
Inside the main hall, all the Hei Family's elite forces and the experts they had invited, including Quan Huojun's Fire Gun Team ranked eighth among China's top ten assassin organizations, were gathered.
Hei Changying, the old patriarch, sat sternly on a sofa, his face somber, listening to his second son's report.
Preparing for the clash with Shen Zhou, no one dared to take it lightly.
Hei Er was appointed as the chief commander, arranging layers upon layers of defense.
