It was eleven o'clock at night.
Dragon Bay Manor.
The hall was brightly lit.
Jiang Tianlong sat in the main seat with a dark expression.
There were three people sitting on either side of him, two men and a woman.
"Master Long, why did you call us over tonight?"
A middle-aged man with short hair and a tuft of white hair on his forehead asked Jiang Tianlong.
This middle-aged man was the president of the Southern Sky Chamber of Commerce, Xu Yaoqiang.
"That's right, Master Long. It's getting late. If you have something to say, say it."
A fat middle-aged man with a bald head and a fierce face added.
This middle-aged man was the president of the Northern Rising Chamber of Commerce, Feng Haidong.
Jiang Tianlong said in a low voice, "I invited everyone here tonight to discuss how to deal with Yang Luo.
That kid is a thorn in my heart. If I don't get rid of him, I won't be at ease."