In just one day, the Lacey family's rebellion had reached a decisive end, and the matter concerning the Blood Cry Assassin Guild had been perfectly concluded. All that remained were the Mafia, the foremost gang in Britain, and the British royal aristocracy behind them.

"Mr. Yang, we truly owe you a great debt this time. Otherwise, the Lacey family might have completely collapsed by the time it reached my generation," Smark said with a faint smile, raising his crimson wine glass toward Yang Yi.

"Heh heh, we are partners, after all. And..." Yang Yi looked at Smark with a knowing smile, leaving his words unspoken. He took a sip of the red wine, sighing inwardly, "Truly worthy of being a British red wine—fragrant and mellow."

"Haha, of course... because we are partners. We will remain partners in the future," Smark naturally understood Yang Yi's implication and responded without hesitation.

Although the previous collaboration between the Black God Gang and the Lacey family had concluded perfectly, it simultaneously signaled the beginning of a new partnership. After all, the Lacey family currently had no choice. If the Lacey family severed ties with the Black God Gang, they would undoubtedly be attacked by the Mafia, this much was certain. Moreover, with the Lacey family's current strength, they could not withstand even the slightest disturbance from the Mafia.

"Well, since you say so, I am pleased. I only hope your cooperation in the future will carry more sincerity."

Offering a sweet date after subjecting them to a hellish experience—this was undoubtedly a tactic of psychological warfare. Yang Yi had exerted himself so mightily previously, seemingly just to help him, but Smark understood that the 'sincerity' now being demanded was purely about the exchange of benefits.

Smark was very clear on this point. His expression faltered for a moment before he laughed, "No problem regarding that. I look forward to a pleasant cooperation ahead!"

"Good!" Yang Yi exclaimed loudly, his eyes filled with an ambiguous amusement. After clinking glasses with Smark, he sipped his red wine, thinking secretly, It seems the Black God Gang has leveled up this time. This trip to Britain was certainly not in vain! Not in vain! But... the day we clash with the Mafia cannot be far off. Alas, the influence in Huaxia must be purged quickly, or delaying major events will lead to endless trouble.

The evening passed quietly, yet a massive aircraft carrying nine individuals, accompanied by three thousand men in black suits, was transferred to new positions overnight via private jet. While the night seemed calm, it was actually fraught with hidden turbulence. Since the Mafia was now the sole major enemy left in Britain, Yang Yi felt secure enough to let the Lacey family and the Blood Cry Assassins stand together, believing nothing major would occur in the short term.

Of course, to prevent any unnecessary incidents, Yang Yi had assigned Xu Ling certain tasks. These tasks were designed to preempt any sudden ambitions from the Mafia or the British royal aristocracy: the Blood Cry Assassins and the Lacey family were to form a joint defense force to monitor the Mafia’s movements and relay reports back to the Black God Gang headquarters—a task that was relatively straightforward.

"This time, the nine of you will return to the country with me. I believe your efforts will be needed for the Black God Gang to stand at the pinnacle of the national underworld," Yang Yi said, smiling back at the Nine Marshals as he stood at the airport.

"Yes, as long as we can serve the Dragon Master, we pledge our lives without hesitation," the Nine Marshals replied, cupping their hands toward Yang Yi, which drew a curious glance from a passerby.

"Heh heh, enough of that. Don't make a scene here; let's board the plane," Yang Yi casually displayed an expression he shouldn't normally show—the demeanor appropriate for a subordinate to his lord.

"Yes! Dragon Master..."

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Meanwhile, back in Huaxia, Fatty Lin, Xu Ming, and Ye Xiaohou appeared early in the morning outside a certain women's music academy. The fact that three young men were standing there baking in the sun at the school gate showed remarkable patience.

However, the person they were waiting for was not their beloved young mistress, but their 'sister-in-law' [Big Sister-in-Law, referring to Yang Yi's partner]. Since it was Sunday, the music academy only had holidays on Sundays due to class schedules. This was why Xia Shiyun and Li Qian had called Yang Yi to pick them up. The call went to Yang Yi, but the listener was Fatty Lin, which is why the three of them were now waiting at the entrance of the music academy.

Simultaneously, a person of somewhat special status—who, after the previous incident involving Dongfang Mei'er, had endured several hundred tirades from his father before he stopped trying to cause trouble for Dongfang Mei'er—was approaching. After all, the Dongfang family was one of the Eight Great Families in Huaxia and a titan of the business world, meaning they could easily grasp the critical points of any situation. This person was undoubtedly the Japanese man who had caused a disturbance at the Chinese restaurant some time ago. He was now arriving in a vehicle.

"Hey, Second Brother, look!" Ye Xiaohou’s eyes suddenly widened as he spoke to Fatty Lin.

"Isn't that the Japanese guy who caused trouble at the Chinese restaurant last time?" Xu Ming, hearing Ye Xiaohou’s call, also looked over and murmured to himself.

Fatty Lin looked suspiciously at the black sedan and wondered, "What is that brat doing here?"

"Young Master, we have arrived," a bodyguard in black informed the young Japanese man sitting beside him—this was Nakagawashima Zhi, whose background supposedly controlled half of Shanghai's economy.

"Mm," Nakagawashima Zhi grunted, then asked, "Are they not out yet?"

"No, Young Master. We received word that those two would be leaving the school today, so they should be coming out around now..." the black-suited bodyguard replied.

"Good, hehehe!" Nakagawashima Zhi smiled sinisterly, thinking inwardly, I've long heard about the two beautiful, celestial women studying at this music academy. Gaha, I must seize this opportunity!

It turned out that Nakagawashima Zhi was there because he had somehow heard news that two very elegant and beautiful women were enrolled at the academy. He had long wanted to see them, but the students were only free on Sundays, and some of the women never came out at all. He had visited several times before.

This time, however, he seemed to have made thorough preparations. Based on some 'intelligence' he had gathered from an unknown source, the two women were scheduled to leave the academy around noon today. Thus, he was dressed impeccably and fully prepared when he arrived at the academy gates.

"Are the roses ready?" Nakagawashima Zhi suddenly asked.

"They are prepared!"

"Good! Remember, when..." Nakagawashima Zhi glanced meaningfully at the bodyguard beside him, leaving the sentence unfinished.

The bodyguard seemed to grasp his intent and stated, "This subordinate understands!"

"Mm, good that you understand," Nakagawashima Zhi smiled faintly, fixing his gaze intently on the entrance.

"Sister Shiyun, are you ready?" At this moment, Li Qian's voice sounded from inside Xia Shiyun's dormitory room.

Hearing the voice, Xia Shiyun couldn't help but smile, smoothing her hair before looking in the mirror. "That rascal has disappeared somewhere again? Hmph, I even dressed up so nicely today." She muttered slightly dissatisfiedly about someone's absence.

"Coming..."

"Sister Shiyun, why are you dressed so beautifully? That scoundrel isn't even here," Li Qian asked, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes as she saw Xia Shiyun emerging from the washroom.

"Alright, it's almost time. I expect Fatty Lin and the others are already getting impatient waiting," Xia Shiyun said without directly answering.

Li Qian pouted at the comment but then smiled faintly, knowing exactly what was going on. "Give them ten times the courage, and they wouldn't dare..."

"Pfft..." Xia Shiyun couldn't help but laugh at Li Qian’s earnest expression. "It's fine, it’s not good to keep people waiting too long. After all, we are just going out for a casual meal."

"Mm!" Li Qian agreed lightly, fully aware.

"Waaah, Big Sister-in-Law and the others are such tormentors!" Xu Ming complained with a look of suffering, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the sun before adding, "We’ve been standing here for ages."

"Damn it, can you stop all the whining? I haven't even opened my mouth yet!" Ye Xiaohou seemed to enjoy contradicting Xu Ming, calling him out with disdain.

"Heck, I swear, Fourth Brother always counters whatever I say. Damn you, Ye Monkey, are you mentally ill or something?" Xu Ming clearly caught the contemptuous look in Ye Xiaohou's eyes and bellowed loudly.

"Scram... I told you not to use my nickname, or I’m finishing you!" Ye Xiaohou retorted.

"Sun, how are you going to finish me?" Xu Ming immediately regretted saying this the moment the words left his mouth.

"Tsk tsk, Sweetie-pie, look at that, someone's nickname is Sweetie-pie..." Ye Xiaohou deliberately called out loudly, making a show of it.

This immediately caused Fatty Lin beside him to clutch his stomach, trying desperately to suppress his laughter, his face turning slightly red from the effort. And it wasn't just him; even the Japanese man in the black car by the entrance suddenly exclaimed, "Baka! Why are these Huaxia names all feminine? Is that fellow a homosexual?"

At that utterance...