Within the Golden Knife Sect, Zheng Gongming gazed at the silver-clad figure before him, torn between his thoughts.
"Zheng Sect Master, have you made a decision?" Although the silver-clad person spoke politely, there was a hint of condescension in their tone. "As long as our two factions join forces, suppressing a mere Shengyu Trading Company won't be difficult. Then, we can eliminate the Bliss Gang with a single move and share control of Fufeng City. Wouldn't that be better than our current situation, constantly being overshadowed by Shengyu Trading Company?"