Jin Xiaolou led all the higher-ups of the Hundred Million Gold Tower and lined up neatly in front of the magnificent entrance.
Ten minutes later.
"They're here!"
Jin Xiaolou shouted and looked up at the sky.
With a few chirps, three Sky Rocs slowly descended from the sky.
The third city lord, Sikong, led a dozen young disciples down.
They looked arrogant and looked at Jin Xiaolou seriously. The others didn't even look at him.
"Welcome to the Hundred Million Gold Tower, City Lord Sikong. Xiaolou and all of us are honored!"
Jin Xiaolou only cupped his fists and spoke as if he was an equal.
His subordinates bowed ninety degrees and paid their respects.
It was obvious that Jin Xiaolou had a high status in Dharan City.
"Haha!
No need, we're all family. There's no need to be so polite! "
Sikong waved his hand and said politely.
Everyone in the Hundred Million Gold Tower looked at the three city lords and the three eighth-order Sky Rocs with admiration.
Dharan City was quite far from the Hundred Million Gold Tower. It would take at least three days to travel by teleportation formation.
However, it would take less than a day to travel by Sky Rocs.
This was strength!
Although the Hundred Million Gold Tower was rich, they weren't strong enough.
The big boss was also a slick person and somehow knew the three city lords of Dharan City.
With the support of Dharan City, the Hundred Million Gold Tower developed rapidly and reached its current scale.
It was also rumored that the Li, Hong, and Qian families were also affiliated with Dharan City.
Their rivals, the Ou and Bai families, seemed to have a deep relationship with the Demonic Jade Mountain.
Of course, these were all rumors and no one knew if they were true or not.
The two most powerful forces in Quarryton didn't interfere with each other and had been quiet for more than ten years.
The group of people came to the reception hall and, as usual, had a deep conversation to deepen their relationship.
Sikong was here to check the accounts and bring out the profits for the first half of the year.
Although this building was inconspicuous in a big city, it was a money-making machine that didn't stop for a year.
The conversation that lasted for nearly four hours was over.
Next, it was time for the grand banquet.
Some of the younger members of the Si family couldn't sit still and wanted to go out and have fun.
Jin Xiaolou knew what these young people liked and had arranged for people to wait outside.
But at this moment, the manager of the gambling house hurried to the door, saying that he had an urgent matter to discuss.
"Bastard!
Can't you see that I'm accompanying a distinguished guest? "
Jin Xiaolou raged.
He and the three Si brothers were brothers who kowtowed to each other in the early years.
However, they were now the leaders of Dharan City, while he only had the Hundred Million Gold Tower.
The difference in strength was too great, so he had no choice but to lower himself by half.
"How am I an honored guest? We're all family. Come in and tell me, what's the emergency?"
Sikong put down his teacup and said with a smile.
After receiving Jin Xiaolou's signal, the manager of the gambling house hurried in.
"Big Boss, City Lord Si, Young Master Zhang has almost won everything in the gambling house."
"What?
Which young master Zhang? "
Jin Xiaolou's face turned cold as he asked coldly.
However, before the chief steward could say anything, he clapped his hands.
"Oh, that's right. There's only one person in the entire Hundred Million Gold Tower who is worthy of being called Young Master Zhang. I know who he is."
"How much did he win?"
The chief steward's face was full of fear as he said: "We don't have any liquid funds left, we still … still …"
"Spit it out, what are you stuttering for!" Jin Xiaolou slammed the table and shouted.
"Big Boss, we still owe young master Zhang 500 billion low-grade spirit stones!"
There was a loud rumble!
Jin Xiaolou felt like there was thunder in his head.
"Fuck!
500 billion … ah! "