Zheng Chengxin's face was indifferent: "It's nothing, just a small conflict. Let's deal with it after the meeting is over!"
Earlier, when he was about to handle the matter, got a call from home, forcing him to return.
"Young Master Zheng, how do you plan to resolve this matter?"
Quan Haiqing asked anxiously, pain still faintly emanating from him.
Bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in Zheng Chengxin's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile: "Just in time because of this, I want to tell the Northwest, the Anbei Thirteen Families Alliance has been established!"
"Hiss!"
Feeling the surging killing intent emanating from Zheng Chengxin, everyone shivered inside, gasping for breath continuously.
Zheng Chengxin wants to use Ye Qingtian as an example to establish authority!
Ye Qingtian will meet a very miserable end!
The Zheng family's conference hall was bustling with activity, with representatives from the thirteen families all present, either standing or sitting.
