With a few robust demon cultivators in tow, he arrived at the Searing Flame Business Association, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered, "Have the shop's staff go to the accountant to collect their wages, then find their own way from here."
"Someone, take down this sign for me first!"
"Seal it afterward with a seal strip, and post our notice right on the business's main entrance so that all passing merchants can see this is the fate of those who do not adhere to the Alliance's conventions!"
"Clang!"
"Crash!"
With a loud commotion, the thousand-year-old sign and plaque of the Searing Flame Business Association were reduced to shambles, drawing countless demon cultivators to stop and watch the spectacle.
