The middle-aged man with shifty eyes saw the expression on Zhang Tian's face and knew something big must have happened, but thinking of the consequences of not completing Zhang Tian's orders, he still nervously spoke up.
"Lord Tian, what exactly has happened? It seems impossible to immediately call all the brothers together, they're scattered too far and wide. Right now, we can only quickly gather the thirty-odd brothers at the club."
"Only thirty-odd?"
Zhang Tian's face was dark as water. With just ten minutes to spare, it was just enough time for him to rush to Qiuming Mountain. There was absolutely no extra time to round up the brothers. It seems the enemy had planned this well.
"Thirty is thirty! You go ahead and have them follow us, and call the other brothers from different places on the way, and tell them all to assemble at Qiuming Mountain!"
