"There really might be such a possibility!" A gang member felt a surge of worry. "Night Rose has been the top gang for so many years—they act decisively, have deep resources, and won’t be easy to deal with. Can we really take them down?"
What if not only do we fail against Night Rose, but they end up crushing us instead?
"Don’t worry. Who’s our gang leader? He’s the kind of man who took down the Mourning Organization with just twenty men—without a single casualty. Someone that powerful will handle Night Rose with ease."
"You’re right."
Another member nodded in agreement, his concerns easing.
The next day, at Su Corporation.
Su Hua received a message from Lin Xuan.
[Lin Xuan]: Hua Bao, I have business to attend to tomorrow and need to go on a business trip. It might take a few days. While I’m away, remember to rest well and eat properly.
Su Hua’s brows furrowed slightly.
What could Xuan be busy with that would take several days?
Ever since he willingly committed to her, they had never been apart for this long.
"President Su."
Jiang Qing entered the CEO’s office.
"What is it? Speak." Su Hua’s tone was icy.
Her chilling aura made Jiang Qing shiver.
Jiang Qing rubbed her arms.
What happened?
When President Su arrived at the company today, she seemed to be in a good mood. How did her mood sour so quickly?
Su Hua was restless.
When Jiang Qing remained silent, she glanced up at her.
"If you don’t have anything important to say, get out!"
"I do, I do!" Jiang Qing hurriedly replied. "President Su, there’s urgent news I need to report."
"It’s about the Golden Dragon Gang."
At this, Su Hua’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
The Golden Dragon Gang—formerly known as the Black Tiger Gang—was once an insignificant, declining gang.
But a year ago, a new leader took over, renamed it the Golden Dragon Gang, and transformed it entirely.
Since then, their strength had grown exponentially, their numbers swelling with each passing day. Every operation they undertook had been a success, and now they stood as the second most powerful underground organization, just behind Night Rose.
Come to think of it, during the Mourning Organization incident, Xuan had even enlisted their help.
The Golden Dragon Gang had also stolen from Night Rose before.
Their power was formidable.
Lately, Su Hua had been reviewing their files, searching for a way to counter them.
"What’s the news about the Golden Dragon Gang?" Su Hua asked coldly.
"President Su, they’ve mobilized nearly all their members and are heading to the Black Triangle—near one of our key bases. It seems they’re coming for us."
Jiang Qing wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Her worst fear was coming true.
President Su and Young Master Lin were about to face off—Su Hua as the leader of Night Rose, and Lin Xuan as the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang.
This was bound to be a violent confrontation.
If either of them got hurt, it would be disastrous. She had to keep a close eye on them to prevent that.
She had promised Lin Xuan to keep his identity hidden from Su Hua, but if things took a dangerous turn, she’d have no choice but to reveal the truth.
"Is that so?" Su Hua smirked coldly. "Then I’ll have to greet them properly."
Jiang Qing hesitated before asking, "President Su, won’t you be staying home with Young Master Lin?"
Su Hua pressed her lips together. "Xuan will be busy for the next few days."
Smack! Jiang Qing slapped her own forehead.
She’d forgotten again.
Of course Lin Xuan would be present for such a major operation against Night Rose.
Why would he stay at Night Garden?
"Make the arrangements. I’ll personally head to the Black Triangle first thing tomorrow morning," Su Hua ordered.
Tomorrow, she would meet the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang face-to-face.
"Understood." Jiang Qing sighed inwardly.
What were these two playing at? Wouldn’t it be easier if they just told each other the truth?
Both of them insisted on keeping secrets.
After leaving the office, Jiang Qing relayed the orders.
A subordinate’s eyes widened. "Chief Secretary Jiang, you’re saying the leader is really going to take action against the Golden Dragon Gang this time?"
"Yes, these are President Su’s direct orders," Jiang Qing confirmed.
"But what about her boyfriend? Isn’t she staying with him?" the subordinate asked, puzzled.
For a long time, they had wanted their leader to deal with the Golden Dragon Gang, but she had been too absorbed in her romance to spare any attention for the gang.
Hearing that she was finally taking action left him in disbelief.
A thought crossed his mind, and he asked suspiciously, "Chief Secretary Jiang, did the leader have a fight with her boyfriend? Or… did they break up?"
"What nonsense!" Jiang Qing rolled her eyes. "Their relationship is rock-solid. There’s no way they’d fight."
The subordinate felt a pang of disappointment.
Ever since their leader got a boyfriend, she had barely devoted any time to Night Rose.
She practically ignored the gang altogether.
If they had broken up, maybe she’d refocus on expanding Night Rose’s influence.
Jiang Qing explained, "The leader’s boyfriend has business to attend to these next few days, so he won’t be around. That’s why she has time to deal with the Golden Dragon Gang."
Hearing this, the subordinate relaxed.
If that was the case, he wouldn’t have to worry about the boyfriend suddenly clinging to the leader at the last minute, delaying their plans again.
His excitement was palpable. "Finally! The leader is going after the Golden Dragon Gang! Those guys have been way too arrogant. There are even rumors that we didn’t retaliate when they stole from us because we’re afraid of them—that they’ll eventually take our top spot."
"I’ve been itching to put them in their place and remind them who’s really in charge."
The subordinate cracked his knuckles eagerly.
He couldn’t wait to clash with the Golden Dragon Gang.
A leader focused on business instead of romance—now that was impressive.
"You’re overthinking it," Jiang Qing said with a sigh.
Night Rose and the Golden Dragon Gang would never actually fight.
As for who was really in charge? Without a doubt, the Golden Dragon Gang was the king, and Night Rose the pawn.
After all, President Su was utterly smitten with the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader.
If Lin Xuan asked, she’d probably hand Night Rose over to him without hesitation.
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