At the Four Holy Battle Groups' building headquarters, in the meeting room.
Clash, crash, bang!
After a series of grating smash sounds, a deep roar followed closely.
"A mere deputy dares to kill someone in cold blood, this insolence is unbearable!!!"
At the head of the conference table, the group leader of the Four Holy Battle Groups—a middle-aged man with a plump face—had a gloomy expression, with rage burning in his heart.
Looking around the conference table, over a dozen of the Four Holy Battle Groups' high-ranking members were seated upright, each of substantial status within the group, yet not a single one dared to rashly interject at that moment.
Ten seconds later, a beautiful woman sitting at the first seat to the lower right, her lips coated in bright lipstick, spoke softly:
"Since it has already happened, further brooding is useless. The Starfire Alliance is indeed powerful, beyond our capacity to challenge."