“I suggest that the head of the Song family be dismissed. Such a person is not fit to be the head of Hong Kong Island.”
The God of War frowned, his thick, bushy eyebrows furrowed.
"Based on the information we currently have, it is highly likely that the owner of Hong Kong Island will betray us."
Ye Feng's greatest pain was betrayal, and he made a decisive statement.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's cripple him quickly to prevent more people from suffering."
Despite its small size, Hong Kong Island is a major tourist destination due to its advantageous geographical location.
Their port trade is extremely developed, with trade relations with nearly a hundred countries around the world.
Its economic level far surpasses that of mainland China and Taiwan.
The economy is the core driving force for martial artists' improvement, since purchasing cultivation materials requires a lot of real money.
The more developed a region's economy is, the stronger the overall combat power of the martial artists in that region will be.
Therefore, the fighting prowess of martial artists in Hong Kong Island ranks among the best in the country.
And it is said that the mysterious and unpredictable owner of Hong Kong Island has an even more unfathomable level of cultivation.
Otherwise, he would not be able to govern the entire Hong Kong Island.
"The God of War said slowly."
“Song Jinshan is a cunning old fox. He does everything without leaving any trace. He does everything but leaves no evidence at all.”
Song Jinshan is the head of the Song family and also the owner of Hong Kong Island.
“The arrested spies took the blame for everything and appeared to have no connection with Song Jinshan at all. But the more they did so, the more it showed that he had a problem.”
"Therefore, I have already dispatched the first law enforcement team to Hong Kong Island to closely monitor Song Jinshan and search for evidence of his treason."
The reason why the military strategist did not take drastic measures was because he was worried that Song Jinshan would resort to desperate measures.
Just then, someone called the God of War.
He had barely said a few words when the God of War's expression changed, and he suddenly stood up from his seat.
"What did you say... How could this be..."
Ye Feng had never seen him so out of control before, and knew something serious had happened.
After hanging up the phone, the God of War looked serious, but quickly regained his composure.
"God of War, what happened?"
Ye Feng asked.
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