"Issue an order immediately—pursue Xiao Yao Wuqing at full speed. Search every inch of the ground until he is found!" At this moment, having heard that Xiao Yao Wuqing was not in the hands of the Green Gang, the imposing authority on Xiao Yao Qingxiong's face completely vanished, replaced by a look of angry apprehension.

"Yes!" Li Hun felt the sudden chill and responded with eyes full of terror.

"Go quickly!" Xiao Yao Qingxiong waved his hand, his narrowed eyes occasionally flashing with indignation. "The Green Gang… Hmph!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, Liu Xinbei, having learned everything from Qing Long, felt as if a woman on the verge of climax had suddenly experienced a devastating drop, leaving his gaze somewhat vacant and his lips constantly biting lightly.

"This is troublesome now. The Black God Gang could attack us at any moment. And now we've provoked the Xiao Yao Sect. They've already issued an order stating that if we don't give them a satisfactory explanation by tomorrow, the Green Gang will vanish from Hainan." Qing Long repeatedly muttered this sentence, but each time he spoke it, he felt utterly helpless.

"Gang Leader, what should we do now?" Liu Xinbei closed his eyes, then opened them again, asking Qing Long.

"I don't know what to do either! We are completely cornered in this situation." Qing Long sighed mournfully. He continued, "Above us, the Black God Gang is attacking; the thirty-two cities of Guangxi have already been crushed. Below us is the Xiao Yao Sect, who could wipe out our influence in Hainan with a mere shift of the clouds."

"But Gang Leader, we can't just sit here and wait to die…" Liu Xinbei became inexplicably anxious.

"Sigh! Old Liu, you’ve been with me for over a decade; you know the current situation well enough. What do you suggest we do? Should we fight until we both perish, or…" Qing Long did not finish his sentence; the circumstances dictated the choices.

Either wait to be destroyed or flee for their lives. They had to choose one of two paths. While the first option could resolve the root of the problem quickly, the second was uncertain. Could they both escape Hainan and pray for a resurgence another day? If they failed to escape, the resulting deaths would be far more brutal.

"Yes, given that things have come to this, what else can we do?" Liu Xinbei's face was filled with anguish. He truly could not let go of the power in his hands, nor did he wish to die so soon.

"I've been the leader of the Green Gang for over twenty years. I've seen all sorts of people, used all kinds of money, and lost all kinds of face, but I have never lost my life. Life is singular, and it must not be lost." Qing Long raised his head, his expression one of deep sadness.

Casting a slightly sorrowful look at the deeply unwilling Liu Xinbei, Qing Long waved his hand and said, "Go now. Think it over, and come find me tonight. Time is short!"

Hearing this, Liu Xinbei shuddered, said nothing, merely turned, and walked out.

The Green Gang, at this very moment, was undoubtedly nearing its end. It was sealed the moment they conceived the idea of using the Xiao Yao Sect's secular young master as leverage. Now, members of the Xiao Yao Sect were widely enacting Xiao Yao Qingxiong’s directive to 'search every inch of the ground' for Xiao Yao Wuqing, yet he remained unfound.

This was because Xiao Yao Wuqing had long since been hidden away by Yang Yi. As for where he was hidden? That was impossible to know. As the name implied, the method Yang Yi employed was twofold: first, to avoid arousing suspicion from the Xiao Yao Sect, and second, to quietly incorporate all of the Green Gang’s territories in Hainan under his own control, allowing him to establish contact with the Xiao Yao Sect slowly. One might even call this a tactic of 'striking when the enemy is sick to take their life.'

While the arson and murder were the Xiao Yao Sect’s business, the Black God Gang certainly could not fall behind when it came to taking over territories and managing the assets and remnants of the Green Gang’s major powers. Yang Yi had planned for this long ago. Though he was unaware of the Xiao Yao Sect’s secular holdings, he knew one thing clearly. For the time being, neither the Xiao Yao Sect nor Yang Yi wished to offend the other. Thus, could the Xiao Yao Sect dare to swallow the Green Gang’s assets whole?

Undoubtedly, that was impossible. Setting aside the fact that the Xiao Yao Sect currently could not afford to offend the Black God Gang, there was also that inexplicable order. Based on this alone, Xiao Yao Qingxiong dared not make any rash moves. Similarly, Yang Yi would not choose this moment to strike against the Xiao Yao Sect; at such a critical juncture, the current momentum did not allow for any more startling actions. If he moved now, Yang Yi knew clearly he would suffer the consequences, so he had to be exceedingly careful in handling the affairs of Hainan.

Presently, in a large bar in Hainan, two young men appeared at the entrance: one with a refined, ordinary look, and the other slightly chubby, radiating an air of pure sunshine. The latter scanned the interior briefly before casually finding a seat.

"Uh, Brother Yi, why are we at a bar?"

Fatty Lin had just arrived from somewhere else. Yang Yi’s first act was to drag him to this bar for a welcoming reception. But why hold a welcome reception in a bar? Especially one that Fatty Lin had just learned was one of the Green Gang's most profitable businesses? The familiarity of the situation made him highly suspicious.

"Damn it, I'm showing rare goodwill by welcoming you, kid. Can you stop asking so many pointless questions?" Yang Yi felt a flush of embarrassment at his friend's query, so he rolled his eyes in mock exasperation, beckoned a waiter over to order drinks, thereby concealing his true purpose.

Fatty Lin agreed internally, feeling grateful to Yang Yi moments before, but the more he thought about it, the more things seemed amiss. He suddenly felt certain that Yang Yi hadn't specifically come to a bar just to welcome him, especially remembering what Yang Yi had told him earlier. He stared at Yang Yi with a look of suspicion.

Seeing this, Yang Yi's lips curved slightly. "What's with that expression?"

"Brother Yi, just tell me the truth. What exactly are you dragging me here for?" Fatty Lin wore a smile laced with suspicion, a roguish glint hinting that he might have conceived some unscrupulous thought.

"Damn it!" Yang Yi was completely transformed today; or, more accurately, he seemed like the youthful hooligan from his past—the real him. After cursing Fatty Lin, he looked at his friend's sly smile and said, "Is there something wrong with your brain, kid? If so, should I find you a woman to… relieve that?"

"Whoa—!" Fatty Lin quickly raised his hands in refusal. He had no desire to lose his virginity to a bar girl. Thus, he stopped pressing Yang Yi for answers and sat silently beside him.

However, after a moment, Fatty Lin seemed overcome by curiosity, glaring at Yang Yi with an expression of wounded grievance, much like a delicate woman.

"Damn it!" Yang Yi suddenly felt a chill upon seeing Fatty Lin's aggrieved look and quickly moved away, asking, "Don't give me that pathetic look, damn it! It makes me look like I'm bullying a 'virtuous lady.'"

"Damn it, Brother Yi, you’re so unfair. I really thought you brought me here tonight for a proper welcome, but you had ulterior motives! Blast it, I travel so far to get here!" Fatty Lin suddenly adopted the mannerisms of a scorned wife.

Watching Fatty Lin, Yang Yi broke out in a cold sweat. The fact that his friend had suddenly discerned his true intentions was cause enough for him to sweat, and indeed, he did have a purpose for being there that night.

Perhaps because the bar had just opened and wasn't crowded, their voices carried quite clearly, especially at the booth tables in the main hall, where they sat quite close. Fatty Lin’s resentful posture, his somewhat odd and mocking tone, and the strange glances from a few waiters and other patrons gave Yang Yi an impulse to beat him up.

"Damn it, kid, can't you just…!" Yang Yi hadn't finished speaking when he saw Fatty Lin’s look of grievance becoming more deeply ingrained, so he yielded impatiently. "Fine, fine, tell me, what do you want?"

"Uh! Let me think!" Fatty Lin was momentarily stunned by Yang Yi’s sudden capitulation. As he pondered, a strong grin spread across his face.

"What's with that smile?" Yang Yi asked, noting Fatty Lin’s strange expression. "You don't actually want me to find women to quench your fire, do you?"

"Whoa, Brother Yi, don't assume I’m that lewd! I'm very pure!"

"…………"

Not only did Yang Yi feel a wave of nausea, but the nearby patrons felt it too. Even the female server who had just passed Fatty Lin nearly dropped the drink in her hand.

"Damn it, what are you all looking at? What are you laughing at? I'm telling you all, I’m still a virgin…!" Fatty Lin, seeing a crowd gathering around him, felt his face flush and quickly grabbed the beer on the table, taking a large gulp to ignore them all.

Yang Yi watched, smiling inwardly, shaking his head. Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he spoke with sudden seriousness: "The Green Gang, desperate to secure enough power to destroy us, kidnapped the son of the Xiao Yao Sect Leader at any cost, hoping to use him to pressure the sect into helping them. It’s a case of trying to steal a chicken only to lose the bait. Now, not only have they failed to destroy us, but they’ve made a complete mess of things. Tonight, we are here to watch the show."