Leaving Chen Tong's residence, the Elders headed straight back to the Elders Council. They seemed not too concerned about the outcome of this battle, even though Chen Tang's side was at a disadvantage, as the battle might likely end inconclusively.
Once Chen Tang faced a great crisis, he would certainly crush that finger bone, and Sima Zhaixing and the others would not be able to do anything about him…
Chen Hong, along with a group of trusted followers, returned to the Chen Family Clan Hall and sat down on the chief's throne, his expression gloomy and his teeth clenched. "No, we can't just let this go. To be safe, I must add another layer of insurance."
Beside him, a trusted follower's eyes spun deviously, a sly smile spreading across his face as he came up with a wicked idea. "Family Head, while Chen Tang and Young Master Sima are busy battling, and their attention is occupied, we could take the opportunity to set something up at the airport."
