Of course, Zheng Shen and Hong Gang both understood this deeply, yet at this moment, Zheng Shen surprisingly asked, "Lord Dragon Master, do you intend to unify the entire nation's underworld?" "I won't deny it, but I won't fully confirm it either!" Yang Yi smiled faintly.

Everyone present understood that one should never speak in absolutes; who could guarantee there would be no future variables? The Hong Kong underworld itself was currently a prime example. "Then, Lord Dragon Master, how do you propose we cooperate?" Hong Gang voiced the central theme of the evening.

Yang Yi set down his wine glass, gently drawing the nearby Xuanyuan Bing close, his eyes narrowing to slits as he stared at Zheng Shen and Hong Gang for a long time before finally speaking: "As previously discussed, I will restore Hong Kong to its former configuration according to your proposed cooperation plan.

In that case...

the Sun Yee On and the Red Star Society will each receive their share, no further need to discuss that." "We understand that point, but we are unsure what kind of cooperation Lord Dragon Master seeks?" Zheng Shen inquired. "Didn't I already say? Just like before." Yang Yi inwardly sneered; these men were clearly trying to beat around the bush with him.

Their obvious objective was the forces behind them, especially those connected to the Wo Shing Wo, given that establishing connections in Thailand would greatly benefit Yang Yi's future campaign across the global underworld.

In the realm of the underworld, having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy; only this way can one gain more strength, more security, and avoid a lot of trouble. "Alas, forgive my presumption, My Lord.

Although Wo Shing Wo has always maintained contact with Thailand, I cannot guarantee their cooperation with you, and moreover..." "En!!!" Yang Yi cut off Hong Shing's speech, waving a hand dismissively: "Gang Leader Hong should understand that with the current strength of my Black God Gang, wiping out all the associations in Thailand that support your Wo Shing Wo would not be difficult.

I believe you are also clear on my objective—to put it plainly, I just want them to keep an eye out when I attack the South." "The South! Keep an eye out?" Hong Gang paused upon hearing this, his face stunned, staring at Yang Yi with an expression of utter disbelief. "Heh heh, I won't hide it from you; I know very clearly the forces behind you." Yang Yi drew out a cold smile. "If they try any tricks while I'm attacking the South, I wouldn't mind sending troops to eliminate them—provided, of course, they have the guts to try." "How arrogant," Hong Gang trembled inwardly; he understood exactly what Yang Yi meant.

Wo Shing Wo's connection with Thailand was merely a partnership established between their grandfathers' generations.

A cooperation spanning over a decade had solidified the relationship between Wo Shing Wo and those in Thailand.

But precisely because of this decade-long partnership, there was no guarantee that the Thai side wouldn't turn treacherous.

People live in this world for one thing above all else: 'money'! As the saying goes: Money makes the world go 'round, and money makes the devil dance.

This is a very simple principle.

Therefore, Yang Yi's current meaning was for Hong Gang to contact the Thai side and, consequently, address the matter Yang Yi brought up—ideally, forming an alliance through cooperation. "I understand your meaning, My Lord," Hong Gang managed a somewhat bitter smile. "Of course, these things will still require your vigorous support when the time comes to attack the South, hehe." If one doesn't utilize advantages when they appear, what kind of ambitious figure can they truly be? Thus, Yang Yi certainly couldn't miss such a fine opportunity; he had to exploit it fully.

After all, if Yang Yi attacked the South, with the current strength of the Black God Gang, he truly didn't need to fear the covert cooperation between the Green Gang and the Dragon Gang.

But just to be safe, Yang Yi needed to be cautious about everything. "Heh heh, Lord Dragon Master, I believe we will cooperate very pleasantly, and I am also deeply convinced that the South will inevitably fall into your hands," Zheng Shen said no more; he knew what he needed to know, and what needed understanding would be understood without words.

The Hong Kong underworld now belonged entirely to the Black God Gang, and they had already relinquished all claims of interest.

As long as their side could offer assistance when the time came and remain within an allied status with the Black God Gang, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

Most importantly, there were currently no "Four Great Gangs" in Hong Kong—only Wo Shing Wo and the Fourteen remaining.

This situation was essentially picking at the bone marrow. "Yes, come, Lord Dragon Master.

I, Hong Gang, toast you!" Hong Gang finally let go of the last shred of apprehension he held, raising his glass heartily toward Yang Yi. "Haha, excellent, both of you are truly forthright," Yang Yi roared with laughter, knowing they now clearly understood his position.

The alliance structure alone didn't cause them any loss; in fact, a great benefit lay right before their eyes.

Fatty Lin and Feng Shi inwardly sneered.

How could they not know what Yang Yi was plotting? On the surface, it appeared to be an alliance, but secretly, Yang Yi was setting these two factions up as pawns for his Southern campaign.

It is indeed the case that those involved are often blind, while observers see clearly.

The next day— In the Hong Kong underworld, Wo Shing Wo and the Fourteen smoothly ascended to become the two most prominent factions, immediately shedding their old images and pushing toward nationwide development.

Their management evolved from petty gang-level operations—from collecting protection money, running prostitutes, and filling minor roles—this low-level method of securing influence was instantly elevated by a full tier, developing into legitimate organized crime factions.

All of this, ultimately, was due to Yang Yi's appearance.

Consequently, in the hearts of both Hong Gang and Zheng Shen, a sliver of fear toward Yang Yi had grown. "Years from now, I fear I will marvel that a mere youth, not yet twenty years old, possessed such capability.

Truly, no one in the world today can match him," Hong Gang said, holding a glass of champagne, standing by the window and watching the ceaseless flow of traffic outside, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Big Brother, how do you plan to explain this to Thailand?" Hong San asked. "I don't need to offer many explanations.

I believe those figures from our grandfathers' generation will understand.

Even if all the forces of Hong Kong's Wo Shing Wo and those in Thailand combined, we probably wouldn't stand a chance against the Black God Gang." Hong Gang's mind was now crystal clear; he completely believed his side was beyond any hope of turning the tables against the Black God Gang. "Young Master," a woman dressed very alluringly, yet possessing surprisingly sharp eyes, called out to Zheng Shen, who was also standing by the window, after opening the door.

Hearing the sound, Zheng Shen turned to look.

This woman was the newly appointed strategist, handpicked from within the Fourteen.

She was arguably comparable to the deceased Zhou Tian, or perhaps even surpassed him.

With a faint smile, Zheng Shen asked, "What is it? Is there something?" "Young Master, according to our current development within the Fourteen..." The sultry woman showed no fear of Zheng Shen's overtly captivating gaze but stared at him assertively as she reported.

.................. "Brother Yi, the matters in Hong Kong are settled.

When do we set off for the South?" Fatty Lin asked Yang Yi, who was sitting nearby drinking water. "No rush, no rush!" Yang Yi replied with a wicked smile.

Fatty Lin asked doubtfully, "Are there still unresolved issues in Hong Kong?" "No." "Then what is it?" Just as Yang Yi was about to speak, Feng Shi appeared at the opportune moment and said to Yang Yi, "Young Master, the train tickets have been booked." "Train tickets?" Fatty Lin exclaimed upon hearing Feng Shi's words. "Brother Yi, you booked train tickets? Where are you going?" "Fatty, haven't we been away for a long time too?" Yang Yi asked him instead of answering directly. "Go back, go back where?" Fatty Lin looked at Yang Yi, completely perplexed. "You brat, you haven't forgotten where you came from, have you?" "Damn, could it be..." "En, before attacking the South, we must return once.

Besides, there are some things I need to tell Grandpa." "Great! It's been over two years, hasn't it? Two years without going back.

Taking this chance to return, tsk tsk!..." Fatty Lin's mind was undoubtedly entertaining some shady notions, and a thought suddenly popped up: "Damn, those women—could they have gotten married already? Two years isn't short, nor is it particularly long, and in the village..." "Fatty Lin, can you please wash that nonsense out of your head for me?" Yang Yi, knowing exactly what he was thinking, interrupted his sordid thoughts crossly. "Uh, haha!" Fatty Lin startled momentarily, then just stood there grinning foolishly; "But Brother Yi, what exactly are you going back for this time?" "You don't need to ask about that; just hurry up and eat breakfast." As he spoke, Yang Yi asked Feng Shi on the side, "What time is the train?" "Twelve noon.

It should arrive before noon tomorrow." "En.

Have the Black God Guards and the Ten Generals and the others return to Shanghai and wait for my message." "Yes!" Meanwhile, on the Southern front, Qing Long looked gravely at Liu Xinbei and said, "The Hong Kong situation is now entirely under the Black God Gang's control, dividing our ties with the Dragon Gang.

If those two factions align with the Black God Gang, it won't be difficult for them to eliminate us one by one." "Yes, if only the Boss hadn't stopped me from taking action against the leader of Wo Shing Wo back then, I really..." Liu Xinbei seemed to regret not being ruthless enough when Hong Gang refused cooperation in Hong Kong. "Old Liu, don't be upset.

Think about it, the Dragon Gang didn't make a move either, did they?" Qing Long remarked.

Liu Xinbei's expression shifted. "Alas, I understand.

If I had acted then, the consequences would have been far worse.

It's just that I never anticipated the Black God Gang's Dragon Master to be so formidable.

Based on his methods, he truly deserves the title of 'unprecedented and unrivaled!'" "Hmph, no matter how capable he is, I will make this style of operation his undoing," Qing Long said, suddenly seeming to have made a firm decision. "Does that mean you intend to...?" Liu Xinbei asked, his eyes wide. "Even now, there's no other way.

I trust the Dragon Gang isn't foolish either.

Go, call the Dragon Gang immediately." "I understand," Liu Xinbei replied and walked out.