Zhao Dongming was dumbfounded as he suddenly realized that the situation might indeed be as Su Yang had described.
"You... who are you trying to deceive!" Ge Kaiyang was somewhat frustrated and frantic: "Zhao Dongming, don't be fooled by him, he's just worried that you'll call the seventeen clans, worried that they will come to your aid. Make the call quickly, this bastard, he's trying to bluff us!"
Zhao Dongming's heart stirred, could it really be so?
"Up to you." Su Yang chuckled: "I'll give you three minutes to make the calls, after that, we'll continue."
Zhao Dongming looked at the confident Su Yang and felt even less sure. But in the end, he still clenched his teeth and made the call. No matter what, at this point, he had to confirm.
However, the first call went out, and there was no one on the other end.
His heart sank, and then he dialed the second, third, fourth. He went through all seventeen clans, and no one picked up.
