When it came to serious matters, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but frown.
After a moment of silence, he sighed heavily and replied, "Hong Qingtian, that bastard, died at the worst possible moment."
"We just arrived here and are completely unfamiliar with Jinshan City."
"Without his cooperation, even with our people, when it comes time to take action, finding Sun Qingfeng and Zhao Junyi will depend on luck."
"How can I take over his forces?"
"Inside this stronghold, only some house servants remain, and although they belong to our Bloodthirsty Sect, they are at the lowest level."
"Many of these people are clueless about a lot of things."
"I've been busy all day, and I've managed to take over less than a third of the people Hong Qingtian had placed everywhere."
"The most important few pieces were all personally controlled by him; those house servants don't know shit!"
With a helpless expression, he shrugged his shoulders and sighed deeply.
