Tripod

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always some who, despite being born ordinary, aspire to greatness.
From an exploited undocumented worker to the godfather of the dark;
From those who obey the rules at the bottom of society, to the emperor behind the scenes who makes the rules;
The country belongs to the federation when the sun shines, but it belongs to me when the night falls!
"Sometimes, shadows can not only be as vast as light but can even cover it!"
"We never extort anyone, every penny we make can pass through our conscience."
If someone knocks on your door at night, they either bring my regards or brings the destruction for your arrogance.
As for what you will get, it depends on how you choose, my friend!

Empire of Shadows

When the convoy entered Pier Three, the leadership of the union immediately came forward to meet them.


The Mayor stepped out of the car first, followed by several Party Representatives. President Scott, dressed exquisitely, began to applaud, creating a stark contrast with the simply dressed dockworkers who were scattered around, standing sparsely.


Vice Chairman Vaughn, on the other hand, wore more modest clothing—not the woolen overcoat type, just a very common cotton cloth jacket, which made him look a bit... odd.


Not quite like a worker, as he was too clean, but not like a respectable person either, as he dressed too "casually."


"Welcome to Golden Port Pier!" President Scott announced with a face "beaming with glory," as if he owned the pier!


Today's main characters were the dockworkers.


After exchanging greetings with them, Mike and others moved toward representatives of the dockworkers. They chatted amiably, showing no airs, seemingly very approachable.


Chapter 187: Appeal_2