The guards had no favorable impression of the Golden Dragon Gang. With a gloomy expression, one of them said, "This is Night Rose. You should know about the conflict between Night Rose and the Golden Dragon Gang. Yet you still dare to come here? You’ve got quite the nerve."
The two members of the Golden Dragon Gang didn’t dare linger for too long. They quickly handed over a letter. "This is a letter from our leader to your alliance master."
The guards exchanged puzzled glances.
A letter from the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang?
What could he possibly want with their alliance master?
Since it was addressed to Night Rose, the guards didn’t dare refuse it on their own. The guard holding the letter glanced at the Golden Dragon Gang subordinates and said, "We’ll deliver this to the alliance master right away."
The Golden Dragon Gang subordinate nodded. "Then we’ll trouble you, brother. We’ll wait here for your alliance master’s reply."
They wiped the sweat from their brows.
Though the Golden Dragon Gang had grown in power, Night Rose had long been the dominant force, and the infamous Night Rose was rumored to kill without blinking. Coming here alone, the two of them couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
A messenger soon arrived. The guard handed him the letter. "This is a letter from the Golden Dragon Gang leader to the alliance master."
The messenger’s face twisted in surprise.
The Golden Dragon Gang was actually reaching out to them?
"Understood. I’ll deliver it immediately."
Clutching the letter, he hurried to Su Hua’s presence.
"Alliance Master."
He presented the letter with both hands. "This was sent to you by the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang."
Hearing this, the Night Rose members burst into murmurs.
"What’s going on? Why is the Golden Dragon Gang contacting us? Weren’t they planning to attack us to seize the top spot in the underworld?"
"Exactly. This is too strange. What scheme is the Golden Dragon Gang leader plotting?"
"We’ll find out soon enough."
Jiang Qing took the letter from the messenger and passed it to Su Hua.
Su Hua unfolded it and read its contents.
From where she stood, Jiang Qing could easily see what the letter said.
Her eyes widened in shock.
The Golden Dragon Gang leader—Young Master Lin—actually wanted to negotiate with Su Hua?
And coincidentally, Su Hua had been considering the same thing.
In a way, Young Master Lin and Su Hua were eerily in sync.
A subordinate couldn’t resist asking, "Alliance Master, what does the Golden Dragon Gang leader want with you?"
Su Hua set the letter down and replied coolly, "He’s here to negotiate."
"Negotiate?"
The subordinates scoffed. "After stealing so much from us and killing so many of our people, they still have the audacity to ask for negotiations?"
"They must’ve realized our alliance master is personally overseeing things, so they got scared. That’s why they’re begging for talks now."
"Hah! Negotiate? Our alliance master would never agree. They should just prepare to be wiped out."
Su Hua’s voice remained calm as she ordered, "Tell the messengers I agree to negotiate—but the meeting must take place here at Night Rose. If they accept, they have one hour to arrive. I give my word as Night Rose’s leader that he will leave unharmed."
"Yes!"
The messenger rushed off to relay the message.
"Alliance Master," another subordinate ventured cautiously, "Is negotiating with the Golden Dragon Gang really wise? With our strength, we don’t need to negotiate."
Su Hua shot him a frigid glare.
The subordinate shuddered and immediately fell silent.
Su Hua withdrew her gaze and said flatly, "Since when do my decisions require your approval?"
"Understood." The subordinate bowed his head.
He must have lost his mind.
Over the past two years, the alliance master had been unusually lenient with them.
They’d nearly forgotten that she was a decisive, iron-willed leader who tolerated no defiance.
To dare question her? They really had a death wish…
Jiang Qing shook her head.
Based on Su Hua’s usual approach, she would never have agreed to negotiations.
But things were different now—Su Hua and Young Master Lin were together.
Su Hua was worried about potential dangers, so against a formidable enemy like the Golden Dragon Gang, she chose negotiation.
The old Su Hua had never valued her own life, often taking reckless risks. But now, she had something—someone—to live for.
Golden Dragon Gang headquarters.
The two messengers stood before Lin Xuan, heads bowed as they reported nervously, "Leader, Night Rose agreed to negotiate, but they insist… they insist…"
They hesitated, stumbling over their words.
Lin Xuan frowned. "What are their terms? Out with it!"
"They demand that you enter Night Rose territory for the talks. If you agree, you must arrive within the hour," the subordinate answered, trembling.
Lin Xuan’s brow furrowed.
"But, Leader," the subordinate added quickly, "Night Rose swore on their honor that no harm will come to you. Once the negotiations conclude, you’ll be allowed to leave safely."
"Boss, you can’t agree to this!" Wang Ba interjected urgently. The thought of Lin Xuan walking into enemy territory terrified him.
If anything happened to their leader, what would become of the Golden Dragon Gang?
Wang Ba had come to rely on Lin Xuan as their pillar. The mere idea of losing him made his chest tighten with dread.
"No. I’m going," Lin Xuan stated firmly.
Wang Ba panicked.
"But Boss, Night Rose won’t let you bring many men, and they’ll confiscate all weapons. Going there is like stepping into the tiger’s den—it’s too dangerous! Please reconsider!"
"And if something happens to you, what about Su Hua? Will you leave her behind?"
Knowing Lin Xuan cared most for Su Hua, Wang Ba invoked her name, hoping to dissuade him.
Lin Xuan replied, "Don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to me. Night Rose isn’t known for breaking their word. And if they dare betray their promise, they’ll regret it."
He had prepared for every contingency.
Strangely, he found himself instinctively trusting Night Rose’s vow.
Moreover, his hostility toward them had inexplicably faded.
Despite Lin Xuan’s confidence, Wang Ba remained uneasy.
Why wasn’t Su Hua’s safety enough to stop him this time?
"Wang Ba, you and two others will accompany me," Lin Xuan ordered.
Wang Ba frowned. "Boss, shouldn’t we bring more men?"
"No need. This is enough. Besides, as you said, weapons aren’t allowed. More men wouldn’t make a difference."
"True." Wang Ba nodded reluctantly. "Boss, I’ll make the arrangements."
Seeing he couldn’t change Lin Xuan’s mind, Wang Ba had no choice but to obey.
Forty-five minutes later.
Lin Xuan had gathered his things, and the group boarded a car.
"Boss," Wang Ba tried one last time, "Are you sure about this? Do you really have to go to Night Rose?"
"Yes," Lin Xuan confirmed.
"But—"
Wang Ba opened his mouth to protest again.
Lin Xuan cut him off, "No need to persuade me. My decision is final."
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