"What the hell happened?!"
Sorrowless was furious. The members of Glory Capital sat in the meeting room in silence with their heads down, not wanting to look at him in the face.
Who would've thought that Ruling Sword would be so despicable! Dirty wasn't enough to describe how they played the game.
However, deep down, they knew that they would have done the same thing in their position.
"Answer me! If none of you have anything to say, then all of you can get the hell out of here."
Sorrowless had more power at his disposal than all of the Drizzle Court Organisation combined. Over the years, his power and authority continued to grow and nowadays, if he only slightly raised his voice, everyone would tremble in fear.
"Guild master, I'm very sorry. This was my fault," a tall and lanky young man apologized as he stood up with an awkward expression.
