"Any reaction from the Tiejiang Gang?"
Qiu Lan shook her head, recalling the details carefully before speaking.
"No major reaction. They've stopped targeting the major powers and have turned to the smaller and mid-sized ones instead. Recently, they've absorbed several of them."
Fang Han nodded slightly. The inexplicable sense of unease that the Tiejiang Gang stirred in him finally eased a little.
Ever since the Tiejiang Gang's rise, the mere mention of its name would put him on high alert, a feeling he couldn't quite describe.
It was a baseless, unexplainable feeling—not founded on any evidence, just a gut instinct, a primal intuition for danger.
Now that the Tiejiang Gang had halted its campaign against the major powers and could only prey on smaller ones, their rate of expansion had slowed. This was undoubtedly a good thing.
"Continue to monitor the Tiejiang Gang's movements."
