The Martial Unity

"Esosale Suppliers has refused to supply to us."

In an underground facility that served as a nexus for a series of tunnels, six figures had gathered around a table.

The atmosphere was solemn and tense despite their nonchalant demeanor.

The source of pressure wasn't the various Martial Seniors standing behind them serving as bodyguards.

No.

Each of the six seated figures appeared to be a normal human. Yet they seemed to draw more attention than even the formidable Martial Seniors. Such a gravitas did not come from their fists' power, but the power of their positions. It was a distinct sense of power that came with their position, one that wasn't overt but could be just as scary.

"I haven't had time to go through the reports yet…" A woman sighed, maintaining a cold expression. "How many of our shells have been unable to purchase supplies from Esosale Suppliers?"

"About eighty-six percent, give or take," A spectacled man replied. "It's a rather shockingly high number, all things considered. Such a thing does not happen organically, especially when we can be reasonably certain that other legitimate companies of a similar size to our shells have not experienced any sanction of any sort."

He pushed his spectacles before continuing. "I have considered the possibility that Esosale Suppliers has perhaps adopted the policy of avoiding shell companies that are clearly hollow or have very shady ties. However, I have seen no indication of other such third part party companies experiencing the same restriction."

"Then, what about the possibility that Esosale Suppliers has shunned shell fronts of the mafia in other nations as well?"

prohibitions are Kandrian companies. The Bradt Distribution Service is seamlessly cooperating with other continues but has ceased all negotiation with

forward. "This is without a doubt a targeted restriction against the

can be safely concluded that this is the

moment of silence in the room as each of the members gathered their thoughts on the matter. The weight of the air grew more tumultuous while the temperature seemingly dropped a few

the gravity of the situation, it was truly an important enough situation to gather in person

of the men in the

Aggragor instructed me to act in his interest, he told me to relay to you that he doesn't care to wrap his

but didn't dare say a

if they were fellow leaders of the black market. One was a human. Another was a Martial Sage. The difference between them was that of Heaven and Earth. If not for the fact that Sage Aggragor

black market had six

sexual services, manual labor, and darker indulgences that

goods and services that were illegal and not provided by the Martial

sale of classified information was one of the largest

supplies of goods and services to the consumers, across

enormous demand for conventional and esoteric drugs, as well

of its own, and the size of this market was proportional to the size of the rest of the black market, thus this sector could never be left behind. Money

other six figures. "I'm more concerned why Carnil,

narrowed as he continued. "You're supposed to be on top of

first time, opening his eyes. "There is nothing