Lin Xuan darted swiftly between the six men.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"—Two of them were kicked flying, slamming hard against the wall, unable to get up.
Two others were grabbed by Lin Xuan, their heads smashed together with a loud "BANG!"—a forceful collision.
Their vision swam with stars, dizziness overwhelming them before they crumpled weakly to the ground, motionless.
"Tsk—"
Lei Hui couldn’t help but rub his own forehead.
That kind of impact…
Had to hurt like hell.
The last two were sent flying as well, lifted into the air by Lin Xuan’s kicks before crashing down.
In no time, all of them were sprawled on the ground, incapacitated.
"Boss… what kind of speed is that?" Lei Hui finally understood how Lin Xuan had vanished from sight earlier, reappearing behind the two men in the blink of an eye.
Turns out, damn it, the boss had inhuman speed!
Whoosh—
He could disappear from their line of sight in an instant.
That kind of speed was practically rocket-like.
Old Liu and his men lay groaning in pain, unable to move.
Cheng Da, Cheng Er, and the other three members of the Golden Dragon Gang stepped forward.
"Young Master Lin, you’re way too skilled! Can you teach us that footwork? How did you achieve that speed and strength?"
Their eyes brimmed with admiration as they looked at Lin Xuan.
Their gang leader was simply too formidable.
Far more than they’d ever imagined.
They even suspected that when he’d dealt with them back at the Golden Dragon Gang, he’d been holding back.
Lei Hui stared at Lin Xuan, stunned.
The boss was just too damn impressive.
No matter what happened in the future, he could never betray him—or he’d regret it dearly!
Old Wang, still on the ground, glared at Lin Xuan with icy hatred.
He couldn’t let Lin Xuan get away with this!
He was only a few steps away, and no one was paying attention to him.
Silently, Old Wang picked up a knife, preparing to stab Lin Xuan from behind.
He knew exactly where a person’s vital points were.
If he got the chance…
Lin Xuan would be dead.
Just as Old Wang tried to rise, Lin Xuan suddenly stomped on his hand.
"Ah—!"
The knife clattered to the ground again.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Still thinking of ambushing me? Seems you’re not very obedient."
"Originally, I planned to spare your miserable life. But now? No need."
Old Wang gritted his teeth. "I’m the right-hand man of our gang leader. If you dare touch me, no matter where you hide, he’ll hunt you down!"
"You think I’m scared?" Lin Xuan smirked.
"Stop bluffing," Old Wang spat. "Lin Xuan, you’re just a nobody. How can you stand against a massive underworld organization like ours?"
"A nobody?"
Lin Xuan’s lips curled.
He pulled out a gold object resembling a tiger tally and showed it to Old Wang.
"Care to see what this is?"
Old Wang’s eyes bulged as he stared at it.
That… that was the symbol of the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader!
Could he actually be the gang’s boss?!
Old Wang’s gaze darted to Cheng Da and Cheng Er.
No wonder they looked familiar—they were Golden Dragon Gang members!
It all made sense now.
This man’s combat skills were inhuman because he was the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader!
Rumors said their leader was a master strategist with unparalleled martial prowess.
If this was him, everything added up.
Despair flooded Old Wang’s heart.
He’d thought Lin Xuan was just an ordinary man, as Lin Li had claimed—but instead, he’d provoked the Golden Dragon Gang’s boss.
Old Wang was terrified now.
Ignoring the pain in his hand, he scrambled to his knees, kowtowing frantically. "Mr. Lin, I was blind! Please, spare me!"
"Too late for that."
Lin Xuan’s smile turned cold.
He picked up the knife Old Wang had dropped, wiping the blade clean on the man’s clothes.
"Your hand’s useless now. You’ll be a cripple, a discard to your gang. To save you from suffering in this world… I’ll end your misery quickly."
Lei Hui rolled his eyes.
The boss was downright ruthless.
He wanted to kill the guy but made it sound like mercy.
Old Wang slumped in defeat.
Lin Xuan clearly wasn’t letting him go.
Regret gnawed at him—he shouldn’t have been so fixated on revenge, trying to ambush Lin Xuan again and again.
Maybe then, he’d have been spared.
"Today, I’m in a hurry—got a video call with my wife. So I’ll make this quick."
Otherwise, he’d have sliced Old Wang’s flesh piece by piece until he bled out.
"Don’t thank me. Call me the living Lei Feng."
With that, Lin Xuan drove the knife into Old Wang’s neck without hesitation.
Blood sprayed.
Splattering across Lin Xuan’s face.
He wiped the crimson streaks away, frowning.
Should’ve chosen a cleaner method. Now he’d have to wash up before calling Hua.
Butler Wang glanced at Lei Hui.
A businessman like him probably wasn’t used to such scenes.
"Scared?" Butler Wang asked, amused.
Lei Hui grinned. "Why would I be?"
As long as he stayed loyal, the boss would keep him living the good life.
Butler Wang: "…"
Of course. Anyone under Young Master Lin’s command was anything but ordinary.
Lin Xuan’s gaze swept over the remaining Black Snake Gang members on the ground.
Trembling under his stare, they glanced at Old Wang’s wide-eyed corpse, terrified they’d be next.
Struggling through the pain, they crawled up and knelt before him.
"We were wrong! Please, let us go!" they begged, shaking.
Lin Xuan smiled faintly. "Behave, and I won’t touch you."
"Th-thank you, Mr. Lin!" Hope flickered in their eyes.
But unease lingered.
What did he want from them?
If it harmed the Black Snake Gang, they’d still be dead men.
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. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
