Night had fallen.
The Gong Family was steeped in somberness.
For the past three months, the people of the Gong Family had kept their doors shut.
"Dad, we can't wait any longer. In these three months, both the Shangguan Family and Ning Group have struck our key industries one after another, and we've suffered heavy losses."
Changjun gripped his fists in anger, "Long Ya said he would mediate, but it's clearly partiality. These two families are obviously relying on having Long Ya as their backing and ignoring us. If this continues, our Gong Family will lose its leading position in Jiangning!"
"Do you think I'm afraid of Long Ya?"
Gong Qiliang's face was gloomy as he looked at Changjun, "Have you forgotten that Ning Mengyao's strength has now completely overwhelmed ours? There's no need for Long Ya to make a move at this point. Even if all of us in the Gong Family team up, we're no match for her alone. What's the use of your complaining to me?"
