"Today we concede one territory, tomorrow five zones... what about the day after?"
"Are we supposed to pack up and leave the starship the day after tomorrow?!"
Angry voices echoed in the conference room.
Lord Spring Plow sat at the head, his expression unchanged, sipping tea leisurely.
The Saints following him have increased to six over the years, Hai Tong being the most senior among them, sitting at the second seat.
Today, it's a dedicated meeting among the Saints!
Since the last "conflict," the Red Dragon has used thunderous means to successively seize the territories of several Saints. The starship's land isn't vast; each Saint has less than ten residential areas under their command. With the Red Dragon's continuous takeover, they can only tolerate and retreat. Everyone felt indignant, thus, under Hai Tong's organization, this emergency meeting was convened.
