Mao Huanlong's estate, private library.
The old, powerful chairman was sitting leisurely while holding the phone near his ear. A smile was beautifully painted on his lips. He never thought that he would receive such great news this Sunday while his office was closed.
"We, the Hunter Association of Country J, hope to formally join hands with your Hunter Association, Chairman Mao. It would be best if we made this official as soon as possible and made plans to quickly combat the Cardinals."
The voice of the chairman of Country J's Hunter Association was firm and confident. Totally unlike his previous attitude of stalling before deciding.
The noticeable changes make Chairman Mao want to smirk because, after experiencing being held helplessly on the hook, it feels satisfying to see the other side begging for his help.
