On the cliffs by the Yellow River, Jiang Cheng stood with two young Daoist acolytes behind him, as well as some of the wealthy figures from Jiangzhou City who had recently visited him at Prince Restaurant.
At a glance, there were at least fifty people scattered behind him.
Not far off was an unplanned stretch of sand where a long line of luxury vehicles was parked.
The value of these luxury cars was by no means less than those that had been parked outside of Emperor's Bar that day.
As the events at Emperor's Bar spread throughout Jiangzhou City, Jiang Cheng's reputation now soared to new heights.
"Have you found anything about the Red Blood Order?"
Jiang Cheng glanced at the crowd that dared only to watch him from a distance.
Today, he intended to present the head of the holder of the Red Blood Order to the departed spirits of the Jiang Family.
The Red Blood Order, almost a taboo in Jiangzhou City, once it emerged, a massive family would surely be wiped out.
