Xiao Yao Qingxiong glanced at Li Hun, waved his hand, and remained silent. He turned back to stare at the Eight Steeds Scroll, as if something in the painting held an irresistible attraction for him. Only after Li Hun had left did he finally turn around again, walk to his desk, open a drawer, and pull out a file.

Black God Gang Dragon Lord: Yang Yi Age: Twenty years old The Black God Gang rose from Jiangsu First High School... ...A string of data flowed before his eyes. A hint of mystery touched his handsome, resolute face as he murmured, "I truly find myself intrigued by this Dragon Lord of the Black God Gang!" Having muttered this, Xiao Yao Qingxiong placed the file back down, then walked to the window, gazing at the scenery outside.

He suddenly declared, "Of the four great sects of Huaxia—the Profound Gate, the Carefree Gate, the Dragon Gate, and the Demon Gate—only the Profound Gate stands apart. The other three are practically bound by the same blood. Since even that person has taken an interest in this individual, he must possess something truly extraordinary.

This time, I shall observe closely and see what makes him so special!" "Gang Leader!" "How is it? Has he been brought back?" Qing Long asked urgently upon hearing Liu Xinbei's voice. "He's been captured and is locked in the basement!" Liu Xinbei sneered, adding, "Now that we have this trump card, we no longer need to fear the Carefree Gate refusing our terms!" "Hmm, don't be careless.

Send more men to guard him!" Qing Long waved his hand dismissively. "Gang Leader, you can rest assured on that point!" Liu Xinbei said in a deep voice. "Gang Leader, it is time for us to move to the next step.

I believe the Black God Gang will act soon. If we delay now, all our previous efforts will be in vain!" "Good. Take me to see the young master of the Carefree Gate.

Once I've seen him, contact the Carefree Gate immediately!" Qing Long nodded without hesitation upon hearing this. "Yes, sir!" At that very moment, just as Qing Long and Liu Xinbei were heading to the basement to see Xiao Yao Wuqing, a figure trailed a chill in the air, melding seamlessly into the atmosphere. It took immense effort for her to suppress the sudden surge of impulse, but as she saw Qing Long and Liu Xinbei emerge, Xuanyuan Bing, hidden in the shadows, swiftly reined in her aura.

She sensed that Qing Long was far from simple. After darting between various hiding spots, Qing Long and Liu Xinbei arrived at the entrance to a basement. Stepping inside, Qing Long frowned upon seeing the person locked in one of the cells.

"Is this the young master of the Carefree Gate?" "Yes, he is the only son of the Carefree Gate Master. I conducted some prior investigation and learned that this person, Xiao Yao Wuqing, is actually the current Master's illegitimate son," Liu Xinbei reported. "An illegitimate son?" Qing Long's lip curled into a sneer.

He continued, "Leave the arrangements here to you. I will contact the Carefree Gate Master. Heh heh, since he is the only son, and an illegitimate one at that, the chances of this threat succeeding seem incredibly high." "Yes!

I wish the Gang Leader great success. I also believe this will work," Liu Xinbei replied, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "The Carefree Gate?" Xuanyuan Bing muttered to herself as she watched Qing Long and Liu Xinbei walk away, both sporting those grim smiles.

She then glanced towards the prison cell, and upon seeing that the youth captured and brought here was indeed the Carefree Gate Master's illegitimate son, a thought instantly formed in her mind. "Bastards! These bastards!

They drag this young master here and then ignore me?" Xiao Yao Wuqing was furious and shouted toward the outside, "Quick, go fetch your Gang Leader! Tell him Xiao Yao Wuqing has a deal to negotiate!" "Stop dreaming, kid. You managed to get in here, and you expect to see our Gang Leader?" "Right, even an idiot has their limits." "Haha, ignore him.

Let's go grab some beer and shell some peanuts!" Three stout men in black shirts, their faces mocking, spat out the insults at Xiao Yao Wuqing before returning to their stools. A bottle of beer and a bag of peanuts were all they needed to start drinking and cracking shells. "You...!" Xiao Yao Wuqing's expression turned cold.

He took a deep breath and fell silent, moving to a corner to sit down, sighing heavily, "It seems today is just utterly unlucky. But I suspect someone is having an even worse day than me!" Crack! Crack!

Crack! Three bizarre sounds caused the black-clad men who were drinking to collapse simultaneously. A figure suddenly sprang out.

Xuanyuan Bing gasped for breath secretly; this expenditure of her Life Energy Index was truly exhausting. Simultaneously, Xiao Yao Wuqing, observing the sudden appearance of the person inside the cell, showed no surprise. Instead, his expression was one of weary boredom.

He watched the woman approaching him and asked, "Did my father send you to rescue me?" Xuanyuan Bing offered no reply, instead focusing on the lock of the cell door. An invisible ice sword materialized and broke the lock. Seeing her silence and recognizing her extraordinary nature, his brow furrowed.

He suddenly felt something was amiss and asked, "Who are you?" "My man wants to see you. You should come with me!" Her tone carried an extreme, unstable chill, and her expression was utterly frozen. It was clear that Xuanyuan Bing was currently overextended.

Having previously succumbed to her demonic side due to a surging Abnormal Power Index, she now felt that sensation of uncontrolled power rising again. However, thankfully, she could suppress it completely for now. Otherwise, just like last time, this Black Gang basement would not remain quiet today.

"Your man?" Xiao Yao Wuqing frowned, noticing Xuanyuan Bing's increasingly frigid demeanor. He pressed, "Who is your man? Why does he want to see me?

And who exactly are you?" "Stop the pointless chatter! Are you coming or not? If you don't leave now, you might deeply regret it!" Xuanyuan Bing finished, then took the lead, walking out of the cell.

At the same time, Xiao Yao Wuqing hesitated slightly. He felt it was pointless to stay here, but following this woman of unknown origin meant anything could happen. He glanced at the cell, then at the already downed black-clad thugs.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao Wuqing seemed like a different person; a smile touched his lips, and he followed Xuanyuan Bing out. A long while later, Xuanyuan Bing and Xiao Yao Wuqing emerged from the Black Gang basement as if they had encountered no obstacles whatsoever. However, moments after they left, six or seven figures materialized near the Black Gang headquarters.

The leader among them was unmistakably Li Hun of the Carefree Gate. "The young master is inside. Scout the area first.

If you find even the slightest harm has come to the young master, kill everyone immediately!" Li Hun ordered coldly. "Yes!" Five or six men dressed in traditional dark attire responded, their forms vanishing with extreme spectral swiftness into the Black Gang headquarters. The Black Gang headquarters was situated in a rather isolated suburban area, occupying a villa structure.

Basically, only Black Gang members frequented this place; ordinary people would never venture here. Otherwise, if people saw their current appearance, they would surely cry out in astonishment, "Wow, this place has turned into an ancient film set! Let's join the fun!" Li Hun stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the entire Black Gang headquarters.

He remained somewhat perplexed by Xiao Yao Qingxiong's arrangement, though he couldn't quite pinpoint the source of his unease. "Young Master, why hasn't Xuanyuan Bing returned yet? Could it be...!" Feng Shi asked, his expression tight with worry.

"It shouldn't be. With Bing'er's current strength, I believe nothing significant will happen," Yang Yi said, though his voice lacked full conviction. He knew better than anyone that the issue of Xuanyuan Bing's descent into madness due to her Abnormal Power Index remained entirely unresolved.

The bizarre possibility that touching her might instantly freeze someone to death could occur at any moment. Just as Yang Yi and the others were growing anxious, a series of knocks suddenly sounded from behind the car. Yang Yi turned back and saw Xuanyuan Bing, her face ashen, the air exhaled from her mouth not invisible, but steaming slightly.

This sight immediately caused his brows to knit tightly. "Yi!" Xuanyuan Bing sounded strained. "Bing'er, what's wrong?" Yang Yi completely ignored Xiao Yao Wuqing.

Though he didn't know why Xuanyuan Bing had brought this man here, Xuanyuan Bing's current condition was Yang Yi's utmost concern. "I... I'm fine!

He is the illegitimate son of the Carefree Gate Master. I thought he might be useful to you this time, so I brought him..." Before she could finish, Xuanyuan Bing completely lost her strength and began to sway precariously. Yang Yi lunged forward, catching her, and checked her pulse with one hand, murmuring, "Foolish girl, knowing full well your body can't handle it, yet you insist on pushing yourself.

Sigh!" "You are...!" Xiao Yao Wuqing asked, halting mid-sentence, looking expectant. "Don't ask for now. Since my Bing'er brought you here, there must be a reason.

Get in the car first; we'll talk elsewhere." Yang Yi glanced at Xiao Yao Wuqing, a mere flicker of his gaze. That brief look alone was enough for Xiao Yao Wuqing to feel that Yang Yi’s stare carried an undeniable authority. Consequently, he nodded in response.

"Oh? You say my son has been captured by you?" "Yes, Master. If you wish for your only son to remain unharmed, I believe you already know what I intend to do." Qing Long's face was grim, and his words carried a distinct tone of menace.

"And what is it you intend to do?" The voice on the other end of the line was remarkably calm, imbued with an inviolable authority that was clearly directed at Qing Long.