"Yes, Boss!" Chen Hu replied and walked out, his mind heavy. For the entire Starving Wolf Gang, Chen Hu respected only his Boss and Lin Bai the most. One could say that although this guy was insidious and ruthless, he at least possessed a shred of loyalty.

After Chen Hu left, Zheng Shen sank into a chair, catching his breath. He didn't know why, but a strange, inexplicable sense of oppression washed over him, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. "Will something unbelievable happen tonight? I haven't felt this way in ages."

The night was beautiful, yet it couldn't mask the underlying scent of blood that seemed to permeate the entirety of A City. In Jiangsu Province, A City was considered a relatively developed metropolis. Yet, tonight, a myth for the ages might unfold here—one man leading over two thousand followers, single-handedly initiating a dark underworld clash. Yes, that is the way of the underworld; for the sake of ambition, for the sake of desire, slaughter is inevitable, and it is precisely because of this that countless legendary figures have emerged.

A City Police Headquarters, inexplicably, received a directive today ordering all on-duty patrol officers to remain confined to the station, enjoying an unscheduled holiday, even those scheduled for night shifts.

"What on earth is going to happen in A City tonight?" The Chief of the A City Police Department stared blankly at the bottom of the document, where the words stamped in bold red declared: 'Ordered by the National Political Affairs Commission!'

Clearly, the authority and prestige emanating from those few characters were far beyond what he, a mere Chief of the A City Police, could ignore. At the same time, a seed of doubt was sown in his heart, as a document issued by the National Political Affairs Commission implied a severity of the situation he couldn't possibly fathom. "I suppose everything will have to wait until dawn to be known."

Yang Yi, unaware that the entire A City police force had been granted the night off, was still pondering how to ensure the A City police wouldn't interfere with his plans. Just then, a Black God Guard approached him and reported, "Dragon Lord, there's movement outside!"

"Oh? Speak quickly!" Yang Yi responded immediately upon hearing the report.

"Dragon Lord, it's strange today. All the police in A City have been given the night off; there isn't even a single officer on duty," the Black God Guard relayed the situation faithfully to Yang Yi.

Hearing this, Yang Yi couldn't help but frown. It wasn't just him; Fatty Lin and the others beside him, including Han Zhong, all wore expressions of confusion. While this was undoubtedly good news, it felt suspiciously convenient.

"Boss, this seems a bit odd. Why would all the police take the day off today?" Xu Ming voiced his bewilderment.

Yang Yi knew this was strange and thought to himself, Could someone be trying to help me?

"Young Master, isn't this perfect? It saves us a lot of trouble!" Han Zhong asked, his brow furrowed.

"No, this could be a great opportunity, but it could also be a trap," Yang Yi said, narrowing his eyes.

"Exactly. I understand Brother Yi's meaning. What if the police are intentionally letting us tear each other apart, only to swoop in later and take us all down?" Fatty Lin suggested this possibility.

"No, Fatty, their goal isn't that. If that were the case, there'd be no need for all of them to take the holiday. At least some would remain stationed at the precinct. But now, there isn't even anyone on standby. Think about the true objective...?" Yang Yi spoke as if he had already grasped the whole situation.

The others fell silent upon hearing this, each sinking into their own thoughts.

"Alright, stop overthinking it. Let's proceed according to my instructions now," Yang Yi decided, feeling that further speculation was unproductive; the priority was arranging the next steps.

"Yes!" Xu Ming and the others agreed unanimously.

"Wait, Young Master, some people haven't arrived yet!" Han Zhong interjected.

"Oh?" Yang Yi looked at Han Zhong with curiosity. Just then, ten figures emerged from the darkness of the night and approached Yang Yi. They knelt on one knee and declared, "We pay our respects to the Dragon Lord. The Ten Commanders are here to stand guard."

"The Ten Commanders?" Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Yi squinted at the figures before him. Long Yi was the leader, burly in stature with a cold expression. Feng Shi was second; she needed no further introduction.

Long Er: Lean build, with a perpetually playful grin. Long San: Ethereal in appearance, with delicate features, yet possessing a pale complexion strikingly similar to Yang Yi's. Long Si: Short in stature, yet his martial skill ranked among the top three of this group. Long Wu: Cold-faced, supremely skilled in martial arts, and usually taciturn. Long Liu and Long Qi were twin brothers, identical in temperament and habits, both fond of boastful talk. Feng Ba: She was the wildest among the Ten Commanders. Though not ugly, her demeanor was exceptionally forthright. As for Feng Jiu, she was the youngest of the Ten Commanders, spirited, playful, and possessing an incredibly cute appearance. Her greatest joy was amusement; cross her, and she was notorious for staging tantrums involving crying, dramatics, and threatening self-harm. She was a typical little she-devil; if Li Qian were present, even she couldn't compare, especially since Feng Jiu was only sixteen years old.

"You all—didn't I assign you to missions overseas?" Yang Yi asked them.

"Dragon Lord, please rest assured, we have managed our affairs there. Second Sister informed us that tonight is the Black God Gang's inaugural return to the underworld; how could we miss it? If the Dragon Lord intends to punish us, perhaps you could defer it until after the mission is complete," Long Yi proved himself worthy of being the most strategic and composed of the Ten Commanders; with a slight excuse, he rendered the notion of punishment quite powerless.

"Ah, Long Yi, Long Yi!" Yang Yi looked at him speechlessly and shook his head.

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi, Yi Ge!" Feng Jiu sprang forward like a skimming dragonfly, taking Yang Yi's hand and calling out.

"Ninth Sister—!" Long Yi glared at her and called out.

"Mm!" Feng Jiu feared Long Yi the most among the Ten Commanders since he was the leader. Upon seeing his glare, she immediately retreated behind Yang Yi.

Yang Yi could only smile wryly inwardly. This girl had been clinging to him ever since he defeated her, and he couldn't do a thing about it—she was just too adorable, even if she was a full-blown little demon. "Fine, so be it!"

"Brother Yi, Little Jiu will go kill with you!" The words sounded utterly incongruous coming from Feng Jiu’s mouth, leaving Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou utterly dumbfounded.

[A small hint: This book contains many foreshadowed elements that will gradually be revealed, such as the Dead Man's Cave and the Ten Commanders. Your little author can barely hold back from unveiling them. Brothers, please give strong support and don't forget to bookmark. Rise up!]