Meng Fusheng refused to budge on the matter of the Forest of Freedom.
Gong Zhiyu didn't show any signs of displeasure, but his subordinate frowned and instinctively stepped forward. "Young master, Meng Fusheng and gang are too obstinate, should we strike?"
Gong Zhiyu raised his hand slightly to wave off his suggestion.
"We are all part of the Free Valley, just from different areas. No need to use violence. I think Leader Meng is not an unreasonable person."
"Second young master Gong, you had said earlier that the Forest of Freedom was left behind by the ancient tribe. Since we are all in the Free Valley, the forest is naturally open to all. Fu Guang City has never touched the resources within the Forest of Freedom before, until now. Why is Zhai Xing Lou being so pushy about this? There are some things I have to say here today. We are definitely entering the Forest of Freedom. Anyone who tries to stop us will not withstand our wrath," Meng Fusheng said resolutely.
