"Do these matter to us?" Mr. Li asked indifferently, "Do you think we're really a gang?"
"Huh? Aren't we?" As soon as Drew said this, he was taken aback—not only him, but many others present were stunned as well.
"We are the Taigong Dynasty, an unnumbered troop under Taigong. Do you think we're fighting over turf for profit?" Mr. Li's voice suddenly grew louder, "We are liberating them! Look outside! In just six months, we've changed this neighborhood!"
"Troops? Liberation?" Drew was amused by Mr. Li's statement. He slapped his thigh, seemingly trying to use hysterical laughter to cover his unease, "Are you joking? Aren't these just made-up excuses?"
"I'm disappointed that you think that way." Mr. Li sighed again, glancing around at the gathered leaders, "Some of you are new here and don't know Taigong. I can understand that."
