The next day.
A manor of the Hall Clan in the city suburbs.
Inside the luxurious hall.
Dozens of bigwigs from the United States' Dark World gathered here, chatting and laughing, with many occasionally casting cold glances at Ye Qiu sitting at the head seat.
"Demon King, calling so many of us here today, not even for a meal, but not even a table?" a bigwig named Brooks suddenly asked, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.
The next moment, the other bigwigs around also showed interest in Ye Qiu.
Today, the bigwigs present were all those who hadn't witnessed Ye Qiu's true strength, didn't submit to him, and naturally understood why he called them here.
Wasn't it just to establish dominance?
Regarding this matter, a group of bigwigs, especially those from top forces, were extremely disdainful at heart.
Establishing dominance, is it really that easy to achieve?
