Around two hours later, the conference hall had become quite rowdy and chaotic.0

Around a dozen men that were dressed in all types of attire were seated around a huge stone table, and each of them was holding a black stone goblet full of scaled beast blood while conversing spiritedly with one another.0

Chen Yang was seated near the main chair at the head of the table, gently stroking his goblet with one hand, while his other hand was concealed up his sleeve. Even though everyone else was drinking, he refrained from doing so, and even when an acquaintance proposed a toast to him, he would only bring the goblet to his lips before setting it down again.1

Placed on the stone table beside him was a covered black box, making it impossible for anyone to glean its contents.1

Right at this moment, a tall and imposing man with tusks jutting out of his mouth approached Chen Yang with a smile as he asked, "Why has City Lord Du suddenly ordered you to gather all of us here? Is there something important to be...0