The indignation of the tribal chiefs threw the hall into an uproar.
The scene once again descended into chaos.
The sounds of arguments and accusations mingled, ringing throughout the entire hall.
Chairs were knocked askew, and some tribal chiefs even picked them up to brandish them.
Meanwhile, on the stage, the representatives of the three major tribes and the CEOs of the twelve Indigenous Companies sat quietly to one side. They all understood the situation, but they were powerless to act.
The oil dividend fund was managed by the Indigenous Foundation. The foundation, in turn, was under the jurisdiction of the Indigenous Management Committee. Without the committee's approval, the foundation could not release the security funds.
Councilman Jasper's face was livid. His gaze was fixed on Feng Shan, who sat silently in his chair without saying a word.
