Shangjing, a certain ancient martial arts compound.
A group of old men wearing golden hand-forged robes sat quietly in the hall, their faces gloomy.
"How to say?"
An old man in gold robes, sitting firmly on a high position, said in a deep voice: "What do you think of the newly proposed conditions of the sacred temple?"
"Can't agree."
An old man shook his head: "They want to take advantage of this Nandu incident to attack us and gain more benefits in Nandu Province."
"But they should also know that now their advantage in Nandu has completely disappeared. In order to comply with public opinion, the upper management will never let these people show up in Nandu again and did not directly drive them into the sea. This is inseparable from the Angel Hall.
We have made great achievements in taking root in China for more than a hundred years, but they actually want to use this to put pressure on us and make more demands."
"Even if we agree, the other side won't agree!"
The live broadcast of the acting that swept through the entire city of Southern Province has completely shattered their negotiations that were about to be concluded.
Not only did the upcoming negotiation result become a piece of waste paper, but it also put the sacred temple directly in an extremely dangerous situation, completely losing the bargaining chip with the Martial Alliance headquarters, causing the four high-ranking angels here to become angry.
Not only does it require the Wu Meng to compensate for the loss of all sacred temples, but it also wants to obtain more benefits in Southern Province.
Otherwise, the Holy Temple will not give up its right to retaliate against the interests of the Wu Meng and Hua Guo Wu Dao in their overseas territories.
The Wu League is powerful and has a lot of money. There are many family members who have settled in some developed cities overseas and are living a prosperous life.
Once the Sacred Temple suddenly attacks them, no matter how many experts there are in the Martial Alliance, they are beyond their reach and can only allow the Sacred Temple to do whatever they want thousands of kilometers away.
"What should we do?"
"My grandson is still on vacation in Northern Europe, and my great-grandson and grandson-in-law are also there. Once the sacred church really retaliates against them, everyone present, will you, you, or you, be the first to do so?
Rush over immediately and help me rescue them back to the country?"
An old man in golden robes, with white hair and beard, is over ninety years old, but he is a powerful man with a formidable aura and twenty-five lines of true energy condensed in his body.
