The crowd was shocked.
They wanted to subdue the Dragon of the East, but they'd never thought of directly engaging in combat against the Dragon of the East.
Besides, that move was no different from playing with fire and that plan might even backfire on themselves.
More to the other representatives' surprise was Max's attitude. The latter was more assertive, aggressive, ruthless, and fearless than before.
Max uttered impassively, “That is all for my strategy. I only need an answer from all of you. Who will support my plan, and who is against it?”
What? Do we need to express our stance right now?
Catherine and the others were once again astounded.
Everyone exchanged glances, but no one dared to speak a word.
I see. No one is willing to state their standpoint.
Max decided to cue someone. He shifted his gaze to Eiken and asked menacingly, “Eiken, you'll answer first. Do you support or oppose my plan?”
Eiken cowered under Max's intense stare like weak prey being targeted by a predator.
At that instant, his hands were cold, and sweat covered his forehead. “I-I...”
Catherine couldn't stand that sight. She got to her feet and snapped, “Admiral Max, what is wrong with you? Do you know you're playing with fire here? We will not take this risk with you. If you continue behaving like this, I will withdraw from this summit.”
She was about to leave with her subordinates in a fury when multiple silhouettes materialized around them before the party could take a few steps forward.
Numerous mysterious figures surrounded the entire meeting room.
Over a hundred hefty, red-eyed, sickly-looking pale men encircled the place.
Those people were part of the Apollyon Corps established by Max.
Every member of the Apollyon Corps was carefully-selected super-soldiers, and all of these super-soldiers had been turned into bondslaves by Max.
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