These words flashed almost simultaneously in the minds of those lurking in the shadows, witnessing the sight of the two densely packed crowds. It was clear how eagerly the hidden parties awaited this massive showdown.

But precisely at that moment...

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

A series of explosions erupted, all at the same instant, yet in different locations. The moment these sounds ripped through the night, it was sealed: the Hong Kong police were about to be swamped to the point of total chaos.

"Young Master, the Hong Kong police are completely overwhelmed now. I'm sure no one will interfere with this brawl," Feng Shi reported to Yang Yi after hanging up the phone.

"En..." Yang Yi responded, shifting his gaze towards the distant mass grave site. The event he anticipated seemed poised to erupt at any second.

"Fuck you, Sun Yee On scumbags!" A group of Red Star Society thugs, brandishing cleavers, hurled insults with brazen arrogance.

Facing them, the Sun Yee On underlings were certainly not to be outdone, returning the curses in kind.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Suddenly, the gangs ceased their verbal assault, respectfully parting to clear a path. On one side stood Lau Sun, the boss of Sun Yee On, and on the other, Choi Hung Sing, the leader of the Red Star Society.

"Boss Choi, long time no see. I see you’re still as pathetic as ever!" Lau Sun sneered, a mocking grin plastered on his face.

Choi Hung Sing scoffed internally at the remark. "Boss Lau, you're no different. Still shaped like a pig!"

"Enough small talk. Your Red Star crew falsely accused my Sun Yee On of causing trouble on your turf. How do you propose to settle this debt?"

"Hmph. It was your Sun Yee On bastards who caused a ruckus on our territory and injured many of my brothers while refusing to take responsibility. So, how do you propose we settle things?"

"Yeah, yeah, how do we settle it? How do we settle it?" the underlings roared in unison.

"How do we settle it?" Lau Sun’s expression turned frigid. He held no illusions about Choi Hung Sing.

Lau Sun and Choi Hung Sing had clashed countless times—never settling anything definitively. Tonight, perhaps, would be the chance.

"Then Boss Lau, how do you suggest we settle it?"

"That's easy!" Choi Hung Sing reached behind his back, suddenly drawing a cleaver, and lunged toward Lau Sun. "Tonight, I take on your entire Sun Yee On!"

"Damn it, go for them!" Seeing this, Lau Sun quickly grabbed his own blade and charged to meet Choi Hung Sing.

If their bosses were fighting, there was no way the underlings could stand idly by. Especially when the two sides were sworn enemies—not immediately engaging with blades meant you weren't truly part of the triad life.

"Alright, they've started. It should be our turn soon," a young man smoking a cigarette in a car hidden in the darkness stated. This was Zheng Shen, the boss of the Fourteen group.

"That's good. I'll make the calls," Zhou Tian said with a faint smile, moving aside to use his phone.

Meanwhile, in a specific location, Hong Gang sat inside a black luxury van. A chilling glint shone in his eyes as he fixed his gaze upon the thousands of men already locked in combat outside.

"Boss, the Fourteen group is here too."

"It would be strange if they weren't. Give the order immediately—let's begin."

Hong Gang flashed a grim smile, then shifted his attention back to the center of the brawl.

"Hmph!"

Yang Yi, concealed in the shadows, let out a cold chuckle. He suddenly turned to Feng Shi and commanded, "Drive back."

"Yes!" Feng Shi immediately turned the car around and drove away.

This time, Lin Fatty harbored no suspicion or question for Yang Yi. He understood that if they remained discovered now, it would seriously jeopardize Yang Yi's plans.

"What about the Green Gang and the Dragon Gang?" Yang Yi asked, lightly tapping his forehead, eyes closed.

"Still under surveillance. They probably realized by now that we won't let them leave Hong Kong safely," Lin Fatty answered this time. Feng Shi couldn't possibly stand by Yang Yi’s side doing nothing.

"And where are they now?"

"In the New Territories..."

Lin Fatty looked at him, seemingly confused as to why Yang Yi would suddenly ask this.

"Don't look at me with that expression!"

Even before opening his eyes, Yang Yi had anticipated the look Lin Fatty was giving him, a hint of cold malice touching his lips. "Yanran, head toward the New Territories."

"Yes!"

"Brother Yi, what are you planning?"

"Didn't you think that if there was no fight tonight, your flying knives would be useless?"

"Uh, you mean you want to...?"

"Heh heh!" Yang Yi laughed softly. As he raised his head and opened his eyes, a sharp, cold light flashed within them. "I've long heard that the Green Gang and the Dragon Gang are the fastest-growing triads in the South. Since they grew so fast, they must have some real talent under them. I'd like to see just what kind of talent they possess!"

"Tsk tsk!" Lin Fatty grinned sinisterly. "I don't care about talent or not. As long as there's a fight, I'm happy. Besides, thanks to your reminder last time, Brother Yi, I can mostly control my realm now, just not perfectly yet."

"Don't get smug, mince words, or flatter me, you brat. As long as those people haven't left Hong Kong before we arrive, you'll get your chance to act," Yang Yi snapped, his previous coldness instantly replaced by an impatient tone.

"Pfft!" Xuan Yuan Bing let out a soft giggle, having wanted to laugh at Lin Fatty's current expression for a long time.

"See? Even the ice-cold beauty is amused by you?"

Although Yang Yi was slightly taken aback, seeing Xuan Yuan Bing smile for the first time filled him with a momentary joy.

Yang Yi thought this, and he looked on, but Lin Fatty was stunned. His expression froze; he stared straight at Xuan Yuan Bing, mumbling inwardly, 'That smile is way too beautiful?'

"Hey, do you realize staring like that is incredibly rude?" Xuan Yuan Bing's smile vanished as suddenly as an ice flower melting under the sun.

Yang Yi rolled his eyes at Lin Fatty, saying with exaggerated smugness, "Did you hear that? You need to learn from me—be pure. Damn it, even us rascals need to be pure!"

"Uh!" Lin Fatty paused in surprise, then managed an embarrassed laugh, quickly thinking to himself, 'Damn, I always feel that 'purity' of Brother Yi’s is a little suspect.'

Mindful that Yang Yi was still watching him, Lin Fatty dared not show his true thoughts, settling instead for a vacant grin.

However, just as Yang Yi and his group departed the eastern suburbs' mass grave site, both Hung Hing and the Fourteen group had already struck.

They were broadly moving to seize the territories of the Red Star Society and the Sun Yee On. Moreover, these two powerful Hong Kong gangs had already set up numerous ambushes near the mass grave site. It was an obvious outcome: everyone was carving up the spoils, each faction taking a piece.

The crucial factor was that the Red Star Society and Sun Yee On were being forced into a fight by their enemies, especially since they were surrounded by Hung Hing and the Fourteen group's traps—all while the brawling factions remained blissfully unaware.

"Boss, our men have struck in the Red Star Society's territory. We've also intercepted the Red Star forces trying to reinforce this area. What do you think..." Hong San inquired.

"En, quicken the pace. We must swallow all of the Red Star Society's territory as fast as possible, at least not slower than the Fourteen group's progress," Hong Gang said, narrowing his eyes.

"Understood!" Hong San replied.

Indeed, just as Hong Gang thought and stated, only by completing their sweep first could they ensure absolute security. Who knew what variables might emerge in the end? In warfare, just as in clandestine schemes, the final variables and the resulting settlement determined how much one ultimately gained.

It wasn't just Hong Gang focused on finishing his takeover before the Fourteen group, the Fourteen group mirrored the same intention: they wanted to absorb Sun Yee On before Hung Hing finished conquering the Red Star Society. Whether it was fancy underwear or a bikini bottom, in this race to get dressed, neither side wanted to be the one lagging behind.

This was the so-called struggle for dominance in the underworld: the faster, the fiercer, the stronger you were, the more, the better, and the more stable your gains would be.

"Young Master, we've arrived. That hotel up ahead is where the Dragon Gang contingent sent to Hong Kong is staying!" Feng Shi announced.

"The Green Gang is positioned directly opposite the Dragon Gang. The Green Gang has already spotted the Dragon Gang, so they haven't been conspicuous, remaining very low-key since checking into their hotel," Lin Fatty added.

Yang Yi stepped out of the car, glancing at the two hotels, a cold sneer playing on his lips. "These two gangs truly have a destined rivalry—staying right across from each other. If not for the current necessity preventing any friction between them, they would have surely been tearing each other apart inside." Thinking this, Yang Yi’s cold, mesmerizing smile deepened, sending a slight shiver down the spine of anyone watching.

"Where are the Black God Guards?"

As soon as Yang Yi's question left his lips, four or five figures materialized silently behind him.

"Dragon Master."

"Are you in charge of this operation?" Yang Yi turned to look at the four or five Black God Guards.

"Yes, the rest of our team is currently dispersed around these two hotels," the Black God Guard replied.

"Good!" Yang Yi waved his hand grandly, issuing an order that was likely to be misunderstood. "You will infiltrate immediately and force everyone from both factions out."

"Yes!" The Black God Guards acknowledged and vanished.