John Robert was truly furious.
Hundreds of tons of Primordial Stones could only be mined from Resurrection Island. It seemed that all the Primordial Stones on Earth were concentrated there.
And to mine so many Primordial Stones in just one short month was no easy feat; it could be said that these stones were soaked in blood.
But just as they were about to transport the Primordial Stones back, someone hijacked them mid-journey.
Who could understand such pain?
In less than a minute, everything smashable in the conference room had been destroyed by John Robert, leaving the room in shambles.
After a while, as if exhausted from smashing, John Robert deflated like a punctured balloon, slumped down helplessly, and asked weakly, "Gentlemen, what can we do now? We can't just let him take away hundreds of tons of Primordial Stones."
