Seated inside the old arena conference room, the Du clan first elder stared at the young man seated at the main seat with an expressionless gaze.
'The rumor is true,' he thought to himself.
'Who would have expected the leader of the organization would be a kid.'
Beside him, the three elders also had the same thought in their minds.
Clearing his throat, the Du clan First Elder leaned forward. "Young Master, you must know the reason why we are here," he began.
His tone was calm and casual.
No one would have expected the domineering First Elder of the Du clan to have such a gentle side.
Mo Jian, with a calm expression, nodding his head.
Indeed, he had been expecting their visit. Unless they wanted their clan members to start dying one after another, they had no choice but to visit him.
"So, tell me what you want," Mo Jian said directly.
"You know what we want," the First Elder continued. "We need a cure for the poison."
