Accompanied by a fierce shout, a group of menacing men in black suits appeared at the door. They were led by two middle-aged men, one tall and the other short. The shorter man in the front wore a face full of rage.
"Where is my son, Tan Tianlei, you bastards, I heard someone crippled his limbs? Damn it, today my Dragon-Slaying Business Association will wipe out his entire family!" the short man cursed angrily with a livid face.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the crowd in the hall couldn't help but disperse to the sides. The Dragon-Slaying Business Association was a formidable name in Central Sea, especially its chairman Tan Hao, who was a potent figure.
A person's reputation precedes them, and now Tan Hao himself had come with a group of elite, fierce fighters from the association. Everyone was frightened. Even though people spoke of him casually during their leisure time, standing in front of Tan Hao meant not daring to even let out a peep.
