Fujiwara Ichirō was taken aback, immediately lowered his head, and said, "Yes, this subordinate deserves punishment, please forgive me, President Yuta!"
"Haha, it's alright. I've gathered you here actually for two things!" Yuta chuckled lightly and then lifted his teacup, saying, "The first is to invite everyone to taste my newly learned tea art; the second is regarding the Heaven-defying Gang and Ye Chen!"
"The president's tea art is certainly unmatched, but the matter concerning China's Heaven-defying Gang is indeed a troublesome issue!" The old man who had just loudly scolded Fujiwara Ichirō immediately stroked his beard, saying, "The Heaven-defying Gang has already taken their first step. Even the Fierce Tiger Group that we've been secretly supporting has been driven to the border. If it weren't for the Heaven-defying Gang suddenly making adjustments, I doubt that Black Tiger, with his foolish capability, would have been able to counterattack!"
