A senior figure from the Ming faction also expressed his stance, and his expression was inexplicably strange when he spoke because a subordinate had just rushed in and whispered something in his ear. It was after hearing this subordinate’s report that he finally made his position clear. This was the only sentence he uttered throughout several days of continuous meetings. However, his words evidently carried significant weight. As soon as he spoke, everyone present immediately became solemn because they knew this big shot was known for his decisive and authoritative words, more binding than the decrees of ancient emperors. Every word he said could metaphorically smash a hole into an iron plate! This Ming faction leader was nicknamed “Iron Plate Pit.” He was a formidable eighth-level psychic warrior, and his powers were unique, for he had taken an unconventional path, blending martial arts with his psychic abilities through a secretive Qigong technique. It was said that when he exerted his power, he could shout six sacred syllables at a thick steel plate, causing a dent to form on it. As for his other abilities, it was rumored that he could easily defeat two or three top-tier elite soldiers armed with individual thermal weapons. Therefore, his formidable skills were greatly admired even by the key members of the military faction.
Qiao Fini was in a very agitated mood; after saying goodbye to Old Fei and leaving the secret room, she stormed towards the conference room. Her daughter was missing, and her husband was in a coma. She hadn’t expected that this return to her homeland would bring so much trouble. Using her daughter as bait to infiltrate the Lan family was a plan both she and her husband had agreed upon, but now that her daughter was in danger and the Lan family had been nearly obliterated, no one seemed to care about her daughter’s safety. This made her feel both wronged and angry. Additionally, her father-in-law had been mysteriously poisoned and remained unconscious, and with so many relatives suffering, yet no one was concerned, how could she not be furious? However, just as she approached the conference room, she suddenly stopped, restraining her impulse to barge in and question everyone. She was not an impulsive woman, and given the complexity of the situation, she managed to control her emotions at the last moment.
