บท 1570: Fought the Brotherhood Alliance

There were already too many complaints. The problem had to be solved.

"What to do?"

That was the question they had to consider.

"Old Guan, what do you say?" Ju Jincui, Master Ju, looked at Guan Tiemian who had been silent all this while.

Master Guan obviously looked much better than the other six old men. He casually sat there, drinking hot tea, and didn't even raise his eyelids a bit.