That night, at a small building in Sunset Town.
Eighth Master was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a cigar in his mouth, fiddling with two steel balls, his brow furrowed into a '川'.
Originally, he was planning to win over Zhang Xian. After all, the strength was there. Although previous attempts hadn't been fruitful, he believed that Zhang Xian would definitely join their side in the future.
If for nothing else, simply because they ran an extraordinary organization.
Yet, Zhang Xian's arrogance took him by surprise and completely disrupted his plan. That guy was fucking fearless.
At this point, it was like an arrow at the end of its bowstring, having no choice but to be fired.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Suddenly, the sound of knocking at the door interrupted Eighth Master's train of thought.
With a frown, he ordered lowly, "Come in."
"Click..."
The door opened, and the heads of the Qiu and Shu Families walked in.
