Takeda Shikake heard the whispers and felt conflicted.
When he was sent to Kyokyu-nam previously, he thought he had gotten a lucrative job. He did not need to fight and kill, and there were all kinds of opportunities to fill his own pockets. Many people in the club envied this job.
Who would have thought that such a thing would happen in just a few days?
If he really lost the pier, the gang would never let him off.
However, if they did not agree to the other party's conditions, the remaining fifty or so people would probably die here.
Just as he was struggling, Ye Feng was losing his patience. "Since you don't listen to my advice, I can only continue to use my fists to talk."
After saying that, he was about to continue fighting.
Takeda Shikake's expression finally changed. He hurriedly raised his hand to stop him. "Alright, let's retreat from Kyokyu-nam."
His voice was a little low due to his shame and anger.