Li Qian listened as her grandfather recounted Yang Yi's affairs, her expression fluctuating as she processed it all. "Perhaps in the eyes of others, Yang Yi's life seems entirely mapped out, but looking deeper, this merely ensures he lives a life beyond that of an ordinary man," Principal Li continued, as if holding back some information.

Li Qian remained silent, gazing out the window. Principal Li glanced at her in surprise, a faint smile touching his lips before he, too, fixed his gaze outward.

"Right, Dragon Lord, there is one more matter I haven't had a chance to report to you yet!" Han Zhong said while driving towards the headquarters of the Hungry Wolf Gang. "En, tell me," Yang Yi responded.

"We captured someone, one of the four Hall Masters of the Hungry Wolf Gang, Lin Bai. What are your orders...?" Han Zhong seemed to be seeking Yang Yi's counsel.

Hearing the name Lin Bai, Yang Yi recalled their first meeting at the Spatial Bar. A strange smile flickered across his face as he asked, "How did he fall into our hands?" "It was like this, this afternoon, following your instructions, Dragon Lord, I moved to secure the entire Eagle Gang.

I unexpectedly discovered the Hungry Wolf Gang had already sent people to watch them. Without a second thought, I apprehended him.

He's currently secured in the underground warehouse with guards posted," Han Zhong explained. "En, very good.

Don't touch him for now," Yang Yi said, his smile unwavering. "Dragon Lord, this Lin Bai..." Han Zhong seemed to want to say more.

Yang Yi understood his implication but didn't answer directly, instead asking him in return, "What do you think of Lin Bai?" "If he can be of use to us, he is undoubtedly a talent. If not, he is merely mediocre," Han Zhong stated plainly.

"Haha!" Yang Yi laughed heartily. "Correct.

Lin Bai is quite a figure. Among the four Hall Masters of the Hungry Wolf Gang, I actually have some expectations for Lin Bai!" Lin Bai debuted at twenty, having navigated numerous gang wars and intricate power struggles.

His administrative capability was second only to the Hungry Wolf Gang's leader. The fact that Lin Bai managed most of the Hungry Wolf Gang's operations demonstrated how much Zheng Shen trusted and relied on him.

Talent shines wherever it is placed; Yang Yi’s ability to recognize such brilliance showed he was now fully committed to the underworld. Hungry Wolf Gang Headquarters: "Leader, Leader, something terrible has happened!" a subordinate rushed in, shouting.

"What is it?" Zheng Shen asked, frowning. "The West Hall Master, the North Hall Master, and the one standing in for the South Hall Master, Master Bai..." The subordinate seemed unable to get the words out.

"Speak quickly!" Zheng Shen's heart clenched; he already suspected trouble. "They have all been attacked by people claiming to be from the Black God Gang," the subordinate finished, panting heavily.

"What?" Zheng Shen's face trembled. Although he anticipated attacks on his branches, he hadn't expected three other locations to be hit so rapidly.

Taking a deep breath, he commanded, "Go get Hall Master Chen to come in." "Yes!" The subordinate responded and ran out. "I hope they can hold on.

Alas, perhaps dispersing them was the wrong decision!" Zheng Shen thought, his expression shifting violently. Moments later, Chen Hu rushed in.

"Leader!" "Hurry! Get our men here ready now.

It's starting. If we lose this battle tonight, it means the demise of the Hungry Wolf Gang," Zheng Shen urged him urgently.

"Yes!" Chen Hu's face changed upon hearing this, and he immediately responded. At this moment, a long black sedan and over a dozen white vans pulled up not far from the main gate of the Hungry Wolf Gang headquarters—undoubtedly Yang Yi and his crew.

"Surround the entire headquarters in shifts. A small contingent will enter with me," Yang Yi said in a low voice, a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth, addressing Han Zhong.

"Yes, Dragon Lord!" Han Zhong replied. He pulled out a walkie-talkie from somewhere, spoke a few clipped sentences, and with a 'swish,' the white vans dispersed, dark figures rapidly moving out to encircle the area.

Yang Yi stepped out of the car, followed closely by Feng Jiu. A smile bloomed on her delicate face, though it carried an unnerving quality, as one could never guess what mischief the girl might unleash.

"Little Jiu, are you excited?" Yang Yi glanced at her. "Mmm, Brother Yi, shall we go in now?" Feng Jiu pointed towards the large building ahead.

"Mmm. Let's go," Yang Yi looked seriously at the Hungry Wolf Gang headquarters, a slight grin spreading across his lips that hinted at a touch of bloodlust.

Two burly men in black guarded the entrance to the building. They were leaning casually, smoking, yet their vigilance was surprisingly sharp.

The moment Yang Yi and his group stepped out of the darkness into the light, they immediately shouted, "Who goes there?" The cliché opening line was inevitable. Yang Yi heard it and offered a sinister smile.

"We are the grim reapers here to harvest souls." The two guards stiffened instantly, then drew their pistols, preparing to fire. Suddenly, with a sharp crack, a meter-long soft sword lashed out, striking their hands, followed by a howl.

"Ah!" Their single cry of pain drew the attention of the surrounding area. The one wielding the meter-long soft sword was Feng Jiu.

She smiled sweetly, shouting with arrogant flair, "My Dragon Lord brother commands: those who yield shall live. Those who resist shall be executed without mercy!

Black God Guards, advance!" "Swish, swish!" The thirty or so Black God Guards standing behind Yang Yi drew the daggers secured at their waists and moved out in unison. At the Hungry Wolf Gang compound, very few possessed firearms—just those two at the gate, six on patrol, and a small number inside.

This was because the trade of military-grade weapons in Huaxia was prohibitively expensive. Yang Yi shook his head helplessly, watching Feng Jiu smile as she waved her soft sword.

He turned to Han Zhong beside him and said, "If you see anyone trying to escape this compound, kill them without question!" "Yes!" Han Zhong responded respectfully. "Leader, Leader!" It was the same breathless subordinate who now rushed into Zheng Shen's office.

"What is happening now?" Zheng Shen bolted upright. "They...

they... they have arrived...!" The subordinate spoke this time without pausing for breath, but his face had turned ashen.

"Are they finally here?" "Slap!" Zheng Shen slammed his hand hard onto his desk.