Fang Daochang understood Li Chuan's intentions.
But what of it?
A mere university student, trying to clash with these seasoned gangs?
Like an ant trying to shake a tree, ridiculous and unaware of one's limits!
A mere university student, even with a few forces from Jiangzhou City, how could they compare with his Black Dragon Sect?
Wu Jincheng and Xu Wenbin exchanged a glance, both seeing the anger in the other's eyes.
Xu Wenbin took a deep breath and said, "President Fang, since you've put it that way, why don't you show everyone whether you have the capability?"
"President Xu is right! Now both Nine-Headed Mountain and the entire West City of Jiangzhou are in my hands! You want them? That would only happen if I, Wu Jincheng, were dead!" Wu Jincheng let out a cold laugh, convinced that Fang Daochang was just bluffing, without the actual power to crush them.
"Oh? Then you can die now," Fang Daochang's lips curled into a ferocious and cold smile.
