No one paid attention to him, merely watching him coldly.
Agamemnon suddenly laughed: "Oh, this brother here, it seems you have a mortal grudge against Wind God Hall."
Noah looked at him, sneering: "What? Want to surrender now? It's too late!"
"Oh, not at all." Agamemnon laughed brightly, "I just wanted to ask, do you remember last year's financial war? Ah, yes, that one. I forgot to tell you, I made a fortune off Wall Street, thanks to you all."
"You!"
Noah's face turned extremely ugly, wishing he could devour Agamemnon.
In that financial war, not only did they not win, but they ended up losing everything. Wall Street suffered great damage, and the five families didn't fare well either.
"I fear this is your last chance to mock me." Noah regained his composure, squinting at the half-dead people in front, devising a way to shame them.
