Qingshi Town, Zhao Family territory.
In a room where the light was slightly dim.
Zhao Wu, the current Family Head of the Zhao Family, was sitting quietly in the seat of honor.
His complexion was somewhat somber.
The atmosphere in the room seemed to be getting more and more oppressive as time passed.
"Family Head, there's news."
A middle-aged man in black, tasked with gathering intelligence for the Zhao Family,
suddenly appeared in the room.
"How did it go?" Zhao Wu asked the man before him, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"The ones sent out to loiter around the premium Qingshi ore veins... all dead!"
"All dead???" Zhao Wu's eyes suddenly widened.
Along with the intense anger in his eyes, there was also a hint of astonishment and disbelief.
"Are you sure that those I sent out are all dead?"
Zhao Wu seemed to hardly believe it.
The man in black silently nodded in response.
"Who was it? The Luo Family?"
Although Zhao Wu already had a suspect in mind, he...
