Ye Fan steadily sits at the top of the ranking, his name shaking the Underworld. While everyone was discussing this, the headquarters of the Netherworld Organization was shrouded in silence, a deathly silence suffocating enough to take one's breath away.
This is because, facing Ye Fan is like facing a mountain. Even though the Netherworld is powerful, facing such a terrifying enemy, everyone within the organization felt deep anxiety and uneasiness.
"When we took on the job, how could we not have foreseen that Ye Fan, whom we didn't take seriously, would become so formidable?" The great leader of the Netherworld Organization, a tall man, spoke with a somber expression, full of worries.
"Yes, one wrong move, and we could lose everything," the second in command said with a sense of helplessness.
The third leader, Blood Evil, already dead, leaving only the great leader and the second in command to discuss urgent matters; other leaders were not qualified to sit with them.
