The killing of any Triad member from Hung Hing upon setting foot on the Red Star Society's turf—what did that signify? Undoubtedly, the lesser implication was that the Red Star Society's defenses were currently impregnable, opting not for a direct confrontation that defied the rules, but for assassinations conducted in shadows.

The more serious implication was that the Red Star Society had perceived Hung Hing's ambition; they were currently unable to fully engage Hung Hing due to complications with the Sun Yee On, so they were implementing multi-layered deterrence to prevent Hung Hing personnel from infiltrating their territory. "Still, can that Cai Hongxing really possess such cunning?" Hong Gang mused internally.

He wasn't surprised that his men from Hung Hing were discovered and killed while infiltrating the Red Star Society's grounds.

What truly struck him as bizarre was the complete silence from his informants.

Calls went unanswered, and no secret messages had returned. "Could they have been eliminated by the Red Star Society?" Hong Gang paced back and forth a few times, his expression growing increasingly heavy.

Beside him, Hong San watched his elder brother with palpable curiosity.

Though he didn't grasp the reason for his brother's sudden gravity, he too was pondering why Hung Hing members would step onto Red Star Society territory only to end up as corpses. "Hong San, you go.

Send more men into the Red Star Society's area.

We have people inside their smaller bars; find out what happened, no matter the method!" Hong Gang, feeling increasingly uneasy, quickly instructed Hong San. "Yes, Big Brother!" Hong San acknowledged, asking no further questions, and departed.

Just then, a subordinate rushed in from outside. "Big Brother, some people claiming to be businessmen are here to see you!" "Businessmen?" Hong Gang waved his hand dismissively upon hearing this. "Go, go, tell them to leave.

I'm in no mood for business right now." "Yes, Big Brother!" The subordinate seemed obediently to retreat.

But only a moment later... "Bang!" With a strange sound, five or six men in black suits and sunglasses, along with one other figure, crashed through the doorway. "B-Big Brother!" The subordinate cried out in terror, struggling to crawl to the side. "Cough, cough!" After a few hacking coughs, he managed, "Big Brother, he hurt many of our brothers." Hong Gang frowned deeply upon seeing this, sensing waves of killing intent.

He glanced over the group of five or six men in black suits. "Who are you people?" "We are businessmen!" The response did not come from the burly men in black, but from a sharply dressed middle-aged man. "Businessmen? What business are you here to discuss?" "A transaction." "A transaction?" Hong Gang coldly surveyed them. "Does a transaction require injuring my men?" "Heh heh, if I didn't do this, would the great leader of Hung Hing ever grant you an audience?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly, a smile whose artificiality was impossible to gauge. "You still haven't told me who you people actually are?" Hong Gang could tell from their demeanor that these were no ordinary people; such an air was virtually nonexistent in the Hong Kong underworld.

The middle-aged man walked over and sat down in the sofa opposite Hong Gang, his face still wreathed in smiles. "Us? We are people from the Mainland.

Of course, we won't preclude any other theories you might have..." "People from the Mainland?" Hong Gang's face suddenly froze upon hearing this.

He looked intently at the smiling man opposite him. "People from the South?" he inwardly lamented.

Meanwhile, in an office atop a skyscraper elsewhere, it seemed an event mirroring that of Hung Hing was about to unfold.

A professional-looking woman sat coldly on a sofa, crossing her alluring legs.

Behind her stood five or six imposing men.

No matter how beautiful or seductive the woman opposite them looked, the two towering figures flanking her emanated an overwhelming aura of pressure. "We don't know who you are, Miss.

If you wish to discuss a transaction, we should at least know who we are dealing with," Zheng Shen stated calmly to the professional woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses. "People from the Mainland.

That's all we can tell you." The professional woman habitually adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, beckoned the men behind her, and placed a file on the desk. "This is the initial capital for our transaction." A strange glint flashed in Zheng Shen's eyes as he picked up the file and studied it with a grave expression. "Brother Yi, the Six Paths of Reincarnation are back," Fatty Lin announced as he walked in from the doorway of Yang Yi's residence. "Oh?" Yang Yi responded with a soft sound. "Dragon Lord!" The Six Paths of Reincarnation bowed slightly, unable to discard their archaic form of greeting. "Speak," Yang Yi commanded. "All those from Hung Hing who tried to sneak into the Red Star Society's territory today have been eliminated by us," Tian Cong paused before continuing. "And the Fourteenth seems uneasy, as does Hung Hing..." "What unease?" "It seems people from the Mainland have approached both factions for transactions.

Six Beasts and Shura are monitoring them; we should have news soon." "Discussing transactions?" Yang Yi raised an eyebrow, a cold smile playing on his lips. "They arrived so quickly?" "Brother Yi, could it be the Green Gang and Dragon Gang trying to..." Fatty Lin asked with confusion. "Absolutely!" Yang Yi waved his hand, stood up, and pondered for a moment. "The Green Gang and Dragon Gang must have been severely provoked.

Who could have provoked them to such an extent?" In the reports Han Zhong returned from the South previously, they couldn't identify the individuals who were not part of the Green Gang or Dragon Gang operating in the South.

Moreover, based on those reports, those individuals were far from ordinary people; even the Black God Guard couldn't get close to them.

Yang Yi could only assume they represented the powers backing the Green Gang and Dragon Gang.

This was the only confirmation he had for when the Green Gang and Dragon Gang began to feel pressured. "They arrived so fast, and immediately engage in transactions with the Fourteenth and Hung Hing—won't this disrupt Brother Yi's plan?" Fatty Lin pondered. "Heh heh, don't underestimate these two genuine Hong Kong gang leaders," Yang Yi smiled faintly. "I bet they absolutely will not cooperate with them!" "Why?" Hearing Yang Yi's certainty, not only Fatty Lin but also Xuanyuan Bing and Feng Eleven asked.

Seeing their confused expressions, Yang Yi squinted and smiled. "Isn't it obvious? The Green Gang and Dragon Gang are Southern underworld leaders.

In Hong Kong, Hung Hing and the Fourteenth are the leaders.

Tell me, would a prestigious triad with such a strong backing be afraid of an outsider causing trouble on their turf?" "..." The group remained confused, looking at Yang Yi with even greater bewilderment than before. "In other words, Hung Hing and the Fourteenth might very well want to use me to clear out the Hong Kong underworld, rather than relying on the two major Southern gangs for support.

After all, the fact that they know I am in Hong Kong means the two major Southern gangs will also get involved.

Nobody is foolish.

Since the Fourteenth knows the Dragon Gang is approaching them, it means even more certainly that the Green Gang is targeting Hung Hing," Yang Yi explained with a faint smile.

After speaking, he fell into thought.

As the group listened to Yang Yi's explanation, they initially felt lost and confused.

But by the end, they were all awestruck.

Not by how clearly Yang Yi saw things, but by the ambition of the Fourteenth and Hung Hing.

Indeed, just as Yang Yi stated, whether it was Hung Hing or the Fourteenth, neither organization had ever let go of their ambition.

Hung Hing intended to move against the Red Star Society, hoping to seize an opportunity for a decisive blow.

As for the Fourteenth, there was no doubt their goal mirrored Hung Hing’s; they had simply chosen a different target—the Sun Yee On. "Tian Cong, continue monitoring as I instructed!" Yang Yi frowned, suddenly recalling something. "Also, where is the location for the clash between the Sun Yee On and the Red Star Society tonight?" "It's in the Burial Grounds in the Eastern Suburbs!" Tian Cong reported. "The Burial Grounds in the Eastern Suburbs?" Yang Yi murmured, then looked at Feng Shi. "Are the remaining five hundred Black God Guards in the Eastern Suburbs?" "Yes, it's not far from us!" Feng Shi replied. "Good." Yang Yi waved to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, signaling them to withdraw, then instructed Feng Shi, "Tonight, have the five hundred Black God Guards conceal themselves.

Do not reveal yourselves or move without my command!" "Understood!" Fatty Lin stood up and walked to Yang Yi's side, asking, "Brother Yi, have you changed your mind again?" "Heh heh, a plan is perfected step by step.

As the saying goes, the plan is rigid, but people are flexible; one must learn to utilize everything cyclically," Yang Yi chuckled lightly. "If what you say is true, then tonight's clash won't just be between the Red Star Society and the Sun Yee On, but the entire Hong Kong underworld?" "Yes.

Before that, we need to pull a few strings, otherwise, it will be difficult for Hung Hing and the Fourteenth to fight each other." "Strings?" A chilling light appeared in Yang Yi's eyes as he instructed Feng Shi, "Yanran, take two teams of Black God Guards, fifty men per team.

Prepare fifty dilapidated vehicles—anything that can still move will suffice.

In Hong Kong, position them near police stations and on some highways, and create some traffic accidents for me." "Yes, Young Master!" Feng Shi acknowledged and was about to leave when Yang Yi stopped her. "Wait!" Yang Yi raised his hand, the cold light in his eyes intensifying. "Dispatch two hundred Black God Guards.

Surround and annihilate the people sent by the Green Gang and Dragon Gang to Hong Kong.

I want not a single one of them to leave Hong Kong safely!" "Yes!" "Go!" Yang Yi nodded. "Brother Yi, this move is ruthless!" Fatty Lin remarked, sensing something. "Hahahaha!" Yang Yi laughed heartily, returning to his seat. "If one isn't ruthless in life, how can one stand at the pinnacle? Moreover, if I'm not ruthless enough this time, how can I force the Green Gang and Dragon Gang to use their full strength against me? If the enemy is too weak, this entire show will be exceedingly boring."