Ming Family

"Damn it, that bastard Jiang Ming retreated into the Central District and even obtained a store for himself." A middle-aged man said as he slammed the table.

The servant behind him was frightened as he quickly walked over to rearrange the teacup that was spilled over.

The middle-aged man ignored the servant as he glanced at the person sitting in the center.

The person in the center was none other than the patriarch of the Ming Family, Kong Ming.

Kong Ming rubbed his temples slightly as he stared at the middle-aged man. "Then what is Elder Zhou suggesting we should do?"

Elder Zhou tapped the table lightly. "We should head over to the Central District and take control of that bastard's store. I heard the emperor had personally given the store a token of recognition."

The other elders sitting in the meeting nodded their heads in unison.

"Elder Zhou is correct. Without us, that brat wouldn't even be able to live this far."