At the same time, dark clouds loomed over the Ji family.
"Our port business has been sabotaged."
"The same goes for those coming by air. All the goods have been detained. We're still negotiating with them…"
"Same here."
"Patriarch, we're the same."
All the important figures of the Ji family were present. The atmosphere in the conference room was gloomy as a steady stream of bad news came one after another.
Soon, another person came in to report.
"Patriarch, our West Coast trade port is being controlled."
Ji Lingfeng threw the folder on the circular conference table. His expression was gloomy as he asked coldly, "What does Nan Tianyi want?! Does he want to flip the table with the Ji family?"
The Ji family had been developing like the sun in the midday sky for more than 10 years. In comparison, the Nan family had been silent for a long time and was about to be squeezed out of the ranks of the three top families in the independent continent.
