'That's right!'
Zhao Shuang's eyes lit up. Thinking about it carefully, how many second-generation young masters could still rival his status?
There were a few, but only a very measly few.
In this sense, he truly needed to express his gratitude toward the killer. This person had eliminated many of his opponents, allowing him to act even more wantonly among the second-generation young masters.
"Oh, indeed! We actually failed to realize this!"
"Hahaha! Brother Zhao is about to become a peerless individual!"
"We need to wholeheartedly thank that killer."
"Hopefully he assassinates a few more people, allowing Brother Zhao to become the most powerful young master."
Everyone roared with laughter. If Zhao Shuang became the most powerful young master, their status would naturally soar as well.