As the voice sounded, a lower-ranking leader of Dragon Gate was making a phone call. As soon as he stated the address of this bar, he became utterly dumbstruck.
With a thud, the phone fell to the ground. His face was filled with shock and fear. On the other side of the call, someone was frantically saying "hello, hello," but there was no response.
The boss of Dragon Gate, a fearsome king in the dark world, now stood before his very eyes.
"Boss… Boss…" he stuttered, even though Dragon Gate had already split into two factions, with the one opposing the current boss gaining the upper hand, it still wasn't a matter he could simply ignore.
When the heavy-hitters of Dragon Gate heard this title, each and every one of them was completely stupefied. They knew all too well what the title of Boss signified.
The boss was naturally Ye Ling; he walked over like a king, his steps measured and steady. Upon seeing Ye Ling, Dyer's pupils shook violently.