Who Are They?

The old man let out a slight contempt while sitting cross-legged and shaking his head. "I only know it's happening in Japan, but I have no idea who they are. Just forget it and don't meddle on this one as it's way too far. Besides, they are just insignificant nobodies and likely won't get far. No matter how hard they secretly go against the sky, they'll never be able to break through the shackles."

"But…" The Caucasian man hesitated and argued. "We may be able to get some profits since that battle in Japan is a large-scale one!"

The old man gently raised his arm and suddenly, a torrential column of black mist hit the man. He then coldly snorted with a bit of killing intent in his voice. "You dare to disobey me?"

"I don't dare!"

The Caucasian man was sent flying several meters backward and heavily slammed on the wall. He immediately got up and knelt before the old man and left quickly after knocking his head respectfully.