Bab 894: Gathering

"Esosale Suppliers has refused to supply to us."

In an underground facility that served as a nexus for a series of tunnels, six figures had gathered around a table.

The atmosphere was solemn and tense despite their nonchalant demeanor.

The source of pressure wasn't the various Martial Seniors standing behind them serving as bodyguards.

No.

Each of the six seated figures appeared to be a normal human. Yet they seemed to draw more attention than even the formidable Martial Seniors. Such a gravitas did not come from their fists' power, but the power of their positions. It was a distinct sense of power that came with their position, one that wasn't overt but could be just as scary.

"I haven't had time to go through the reports yet…" A woman sighed, maintaining a cold expression. "How many of our shells have been unable to purchase supplies from Esosale Suppliers?"