"The subject?" Kudo Taichi was momentarily stunned. Seeing the smile on Yang Yi's face, he seemed to suddenly understand something and asked, "May I ask what subject you wish to enter into, esteemed sir?"

"It's very simple!" Yang Yi sat back in his chair and stated calmly, "The reason you came to find me is undoubtedly to ask what my purpose is?"

"Yes, that is indeed my purpose," Kudo Taichi chuckled, though the smile on his face cooled slightly. He continued, "Since you already grasp that, perhaps you can state your own purpose."

"My purpose I have already stated—it is very simple... I require your entire Yamaguchi-gumi!"

At these words, Kudo Taichi’s expression instantly changed. Not only him, but the two men in suits behind him stared at Yang Yi in disbelief. One of them even pointed directly at Yang Yi and erupted in a torrent of curses, "Baka! You've gone too far."

"Whoosh!" "Thwack!"

"I, the Dragon Lord, am speaking with your master. You rabid dog should not be so presumptuous. Remember to be a dog again in your next life." A chilling voice, a phantom-like figure, and the sudden escalation of events caused the suited man who had been cursing Yang Yi to choke, feeling an ice-cold dagger plunged into his chest. He collapsed, his eyes filled with regret.

"You..." Kudo Taichi stared, wide-eyed, at Long Yi, who had just dispatched his subordinate. He then turned to Yang Yi with unconcealed disbelief. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Heh heh... My apologies, I don't know what it means either. My subordinate might have been a bit reckless; he accidentally took down your man. My deepest apologies!" Yang Yi at this moment showed no sign of genuine remorse; he was clearly toying with the supposed godfather, his face alight with undisguised amusement.

"You..." Kudo Taichi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his face turning cold as he asked, "You said you want my entire Yamaguchi-gumi. What exactly does that mean?"

"It doesn't really mean anything special. In fact, I want to cooperate with you!"

"Cooperate?"

"Precisely."

"How do we cooperate?"

"I can return the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters to you and withdraw immediately. But the prerequisite is the signing of the following terms, which must be executed unconditionally. Of course, you can still go back on your word, but I believe you are well aware of the consequences should these treaties be violated." Yang Yi spoke with a smile, then beckoned slightly to the side. Miyamoto Sakurako, understanding perfectly, handed a document to Kudo Taichi.

"Here are the terms. Feel free to review them before you answer me."

Kudo Taichi took the document and sat down, beginning to read. But his face suddenly contorted; these were not mere terms—they were more devastating than the Treaty of Nanjing. Looking at just a few of the most critical clauses:

Article One: The Yamaguchi-gumi must publicly declare itself an organization under the banner of the Black God Society and unconditionally submit to the Black God Society's control!

Article Two: The position of the Yamaguchi-gumi leader may remain Kudo Taichi, but... a minimum of ten million Japanese Yen must be remitted to the Black God Society headquarters every month.

Article Three: The Yamaguchi-gumi is incorporated under the Black God Society as a branch organization within the Nation of R, obeying all orders issued by the Black God Society without question.

Article Four: All Yamaguchi-gumi influence in Huaxia must be withdrawn, all cooperative relationships with Chinese triads terminated, becoming an independent branch organization within the Nation of R, still subordinate to the Black God Society.

Article Five: Full cooperation with the operations of the Miyamoto family. In the event of any emergency, unconditional support must be rendered, prioritizing the commands of the Black God Society above all else.

Even the first few articles seemed to encompass everything. What about the rest of that stack? Kudo Taichi trembled all over. What was this? This was far more unequal than the Treaty of Nanjing. He glanced at Yang Yi, then back at the terms, speechless for a moment.

Yang Yi seemed able to read his thoughts, smiling faintly. "Rest assured, once you sign, not only will the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters return to normal, but your future development will never again be like it was before. At the very least, you will save the entire Yamaguchi-gumi—after all, this is your life's blood!"

".........." Kudo Taichi could not utter a sound, sitting there in utter defeat. The pressure Yang Yi exerted was more intense than anything from his own uncles. What kind of monster was this? He understood perfectly what Yang Yi meant.

Currently, although the Yamaguchi-gumi's power was not what it once was, it was still the single largest syndicate in the Nation of R. Under this so-called cooperation, Kudo Taichi had no choice but to agree. He had discarded his initial notion that it would be difficult for just the Miyamoto family and the Black God Society to swallow his Yamaguchi-gumi whole. But after seeing these people, seeing Yang Yi, and witnessing Long Yi’s bizarre footwork, his heart had turned cold. A feeling of utter helplessness surged from the depths of his soul, stronger than anything he had ever experienced.

"Well, are you willing to sign?" Yang Yi smiled faintly, as if he had already completely subdued this godfather of the Nation of R, unafraid that he might refuse, because strength and the existing reality left him no alternative.

"If I refuse to sign, what will the consequences be?" Kudo Taichi stared fiercely at Yang Yi as he asked.

"Heh heh!" Yang Yi chuckled and replied, "That is even simpler. I guarantee that even if I allow you to leave here today, tomorrow I will launch a full-scale assault. Within two days, the mighty Yamaguchi-gumi will be wiped from the world underworld. But if you sign, you not only save the Yamaguchi-gumi but also gain the opportunity to witness a history that mankind has never dared to imagine alongside me in the world of organized crime!"

"A history in the world underworld?" Kudo Taichi sighed internally. He finally understood why this youth was so formidable. "I should have realized it sooner. A person capable of completely crushing Miyamoto Taro and toying with me in the palm of his hand is certainly a formidable figure of his generation. Now that I have met you, I finally understand why Miyamoto Taro died by your hand."

"Heh heh..." Yang Yi gave an implicit smile and remained silent. He stood up, extended a hand, and said, "A pleasant cooperation!"

"A pleasant cooperation!" Although Kudo Taichi was filled with helplessness, he dared not doubt Yang Yi’s words for an instant. Consequently, he could only agree to all his conditions.

##################################################################### The next day— Information began to spread rapidly among the major syndicates worldwide: The Black God Society had fully revealed itself. The Miyamoto family and the Yamaguchi-gumi of the Nation of R had completely submitted to the Black God Society and unconditionally become its branch organizations.

"Heh heh! As expected of Brother Yi! His methods are indeed lightning-fast," a slightly chubby young man murmured to himself, a smile on his face as he reviewed a stack of documents while lounging on a sofa.

The middle-aged man beside him appeared somewhat excited, saying lightly, "This is what I call the true unveiling of the Black God Society. I imagine we're going to be very busy from now on."

"Indeed... This news has probably swept through the entire world underworld! The syndicates in Huaxia must also be making moves. It seems Brother Yi will be back soon."

"In the coming days, the Green Gang will likely be the most active. After all, they have always cooperated with the Yamaguchi-gumi. Now that we've cut them off, they surely won't take it lying down."

"Yes, Uncle Han. How about this: immediately instruct our people to raise their alert levels. Better safe than sorry! As they say, a tall tree attracts the wind!"

"Understood. I'll arrange it now." Han Zhong smiled faintly and turned to leave.

Seeing him go, Fatty Lin couldn't help but smile. He stood up, walked to the window, and murmured, "Grandpa, did you see it? Brother Yi has succeeded. The Black God Society of twenty years ago has completely returned. You must be very happy now?"

Meanwhile, in the Green Gang down south.

Things were indeed unfolding as Fatty Lin had predicted; the Green Gang was showing clear signs of agitation, though it was only a trend for now, as the current Green Gang leader seemed to have only just received the news.

"Smash!" Qing Long slammed the table hard, his face etched with indignation. "Black God Society, Black God Society, and that damned Yamaguchi-gumi—they just switch allegiance like that?"

"Gang Leader, Gang Leader, the Yamaguchi-gumi..." The messenger saw Qing Long's grim expression and instinctively wanted to stop, but the words tumbled out anyway. "Gang Leader, the Yamaguchi-gumi has broken off cooperation with us on a large scale, and they are already beginning to withdraw back to the Nation of R."

"Hmph!" Qing Long snorted coldly. "The Black God Society has gone too far! Cutting off the Green Gang's source of wealth like this is clearly a provocation."

"Gang Leader, what should we do now?"

"Immediately issue orders to terminate all matters related to the Yamaguchi-gumi and summon a group of experts over right away."

"Yes!"

"Hmph. Since you dare provoke me, I want to see just how much strength this Black God Society possesses. Conquering a Miyamoto family and the Yamaguchi-gumi—is that all there is to it?" Qing Long narrowed his cold eyes, a distinct wave of murderous aura emanating from him as he muttered.

Just then, a middle-aged man walked in. "Gang Leader!"

"You've arrived?"

"Yes. My primary purpose in coming is to ask the Gang Leader to calm his anger and not let a moment of pique ruin our greater plans." Although the middle-aged man called Qing Long 'Gang Leader,' there was no subservience in his expression; instead, he looked at him with the gaze one reserves for a friend.

"You intend to stop me?"

"Yes..." The middle-aged man stated without fear. He continued, "If you calm down and think about it, what effect will our rash actions cause right now?"

"Are you referring to the Dragon Gang?" A chill flashed in Qing Long's eyes. Seeing the middle-aged man nod, he sighed inwardly. "It seems this time we have truly run into a formidable enemy in the Black God Society."