The Master Of Southeast City

The big and small forces from the southeastern part of the city of Rome were gathered in this tavern today. It was crowded, and it looked very lively.

However, Zhang Heng knew that those powerful enough to make decisions were not here. They were sitting on the second floor. He instructed the middle-aged Jew to conduct the meeting while quietly listening to their quarrels and conversation downstairs. They would only comment during critical times and would be the ones that would decide the fate of this place. And Zhang Heng was hoping to hear from them.

The middle-aged Jew sneered when he heard the words, "Do you really think you can meet Mr. Lockheed whenever you want?"

However, as soon as he finished talking, a young girl came down from the second floor, looked towards Zhang Heng, and curiously asked, "You are the gladiatorial champion of the Amphitheatrum Flavium, the mysterious oriental man from the distant empire?"