Fang Yi's fearsomeness was something that Yang Dingfeng had naturally understood for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have submitted from being the leader of an alliance to becoming Fang Yi's subordinate, taking up the minor position of Squad Leader.
However, Yang Dingfeng still hadn't completely let down his guard. At this moment, Fang Yi's face remained as cold and severe as ever, which made Yang Dingfeng feel as if he was walking on thin ice, not knowing what Fang Yi would do next.
Fang Yi's thoughts and reasoning were not something that Yang Dingfeng could guess, otherwise how could Fang Yi have united the five major factions of Moon City and established the Dragon Soul Alliance?
Ignoring the cold sweat soaking the back of his shirt, Yang Dingfeng bowed his head, not daring to speak.
While Fang Yi leaned back in his chair, stroking his chin, he suddenly said, "It seems the rules of my Dragon Soul Alliance need to be changed."
