Northeast Tiger and a bunch of his underlings gathered together. Northeast Tiger had also heard about the fierce battle that took place last night. His office, although grand, lacked a certain masculine vitality and was missing some bright colors. Even now, in the afternoon, it still gave off a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.
Reclining on a Taishi Chair, Northeast Tiger looked across at the dozen or so ferocious subordinates seated on the sofa. The bearded leader glanced at Northeast Tiger and said, "Mr. Hu, calling us together today must mean there's something important you want to discuss with us, right?"
Northeast Tiger glanced at everyone and said, "You've all heard about the battle between Lin Chuan's men and the Thirteen Grand Protectors last night, haven't you?"
"We've caught wind of it." The bearded man and others nodded.
"What do you make of it?" asked Northeast Tiger.
"That...," the bearded man hesitated, looked at his colleagues, then said, "What do you guys think?"
