"Young man, your temperament is a bit impulsive." Mr. Kong gave a wry smile, "Ren Feng, don't be in a hurry, let me finish."
"This Purple Gold Medal, once given to you, it's yours. I'm not trying to use this to threaten you or anything, and we won't interfere with your forces." Mr. Kong said, "We are aware of the situation in Western Europe now, and the Dragon Group is closely monitoring the Wind God Hall."
Ren Feng's heart tightened; the intelligence-gathering capability of the Dragon Group truly is terrifying.
"The suggestion I made isn't about controlling the Wind God Hall; on the contrary, we'll provide various assistance."
Ren Feng shook his head: "There's no room for compromise on this matter. It's impossible for me to join under the name; cooperation, however, might be possible."
"Oh? Why?" Mr. Kong was somewhat puzzled.
