"Then," Wang Ba said, "Midnight Rose asked our boss to paint a portrait for her. If it turned out well, she agreed to cooperate. Of course, our boss is capable of anything—painting is no exception—so Midnight Rose and the Golden Dragon Gang formed an alliance."
"Ah, is that all?"
The members of the Golden Dragon Gang looked disappointed.
They had thought the competition between their boss and Midnight Rose would be far more intense. Turns out, it was just… this? Even if word got out that their boss had outmatched Midnight Rose, it wouldn’t do much to boost the gang’s reputation.
"No, no, no—that was just the appetizer. The real highlight is yet to come," Wang Ba said.
The gang members grew curious. "What highlight?"
"Guess," Wang Ba replied with a mysterious smirk.
The Golden Dragon Gang racked their brains but couldn’t figure out what he meant.
"Second Boss, just tell us already! Curiosity kills the cat!" one member urged impatiently.
"Yeah, yeah, Second Boss, hurry up!"
They pressed Wang Ba relentlessly, sensing that whatever he was about to say would be explosive.
Wang Ba finally relented. "Fine, I’ll tell you. The real highlight is… Midnight Rose has taken a liking to our boss."
The room fell silent, as if someone had hit pause.
Nearly everyone stood frozen, eyes wide with shock.
Midnight Rose… liked their boss?
Their first reaction was disbelief.
"How is that possible? Midnight Rose already has a man she’s devoted to. She even abandoned her own affairs for him—why would she suddenly fancy someone else?"
"Exactly! And our boss wears that old-man disguise. Rumor has it Midnight Rose is only in her twenties—why would she fall for some geezer?"
"Second Boss, stop joking around and just tell us what the real highlight is!"
They were convinced Wang Ba was messing with them—he’d done it before.
Wang Ba insisted, "I’m serious! Why would I lie? Midnight Rose really does fancy our boss. If you don’t believe me, ask them."
He pointed at the two gang members who had accompanied him and Lin Xuan to Midnight Rose’s base.
All eyes turned to them.
The two nodded emphatically. "It’s true. We got the same vibe. She even outright said she wanted the boss to be her man."
Boom.
Their words sent shockwaves through the room.
"So it’s real… But how? They only just met! How could she fall for him so fast?"
"What’s so strange about it? Our boss is handsome, young, and talented. It’s only natural she’d be into him."
"But he was wearing that old-man mask! Where’s the ‘young’ in that?"
"Good point… Unless she somehow got ahold of his real photo?"
"Let’s just ask Second Boss for details."
The gang turned back to Wang Ba in unison.
"Ahem."
Wang Ba cleared his throat. "Here’s the thing. Midnight Rose must’ve fallen for our boss at first sight. Not long after they met, she started getting close to him—acting all flirty. She even said outright that she wanted him as her man."
"Did the boss agree?" one member blurted out.
"Of course not," Wang Ba scoffed. "Our boss is loyal to a fault. He already has a woman he loves—no way he’d agree to be with someone else."
The gang nodded in agreement.
Their boss was indeed devoted.
He’d originally planned to deal with Midnight Rose much earlier, but kept postponing it to spend time with his girlfriend.
He even scrapped the idea of an all-out fight with Midnight Rose, opting for peaceful negotiations instead—just to avoid worrying his girlfriend if he got hurt.
Hell, he’d risked his life infiltrating the Mourning Syndicate for her.
Other women who approached him? He didn’t even spare them a glance.
They’d never seen a man so loyal. Their boss was truly one of a kind.
"Our boss is just that charming. Even with that old-man disguise, he had Midnight Rose swooning in no time."
"Right?! Imagine if he showed his real face—he’d have women falling left and right!"
"Hey, do you think the boss could have both Midnight Rose and Boss Su as his women?"
The gang members buzzed with excitement.
"No way. The boss is too loyal, and his girlfriend’s the jealous type. Unless Midnight Rose and Boss Su are the same person, it’s never happening."
"Man, if only. With his girlfriend handling the legit side and Midnight Rose covering the underworld, we’d be unstoppable!"
"Keep dreaming. That’s never gonna happen."
Two hours later.
Lin Xuan woke up and stepped out of his room to find a crowd gathered in the main hall, deep in discussion.
Wang Ba’s expression was dark. "They’ve got a death wish, daring to provoke the Golden Dragon Gang."
Ever since they’d crushed the former second-ranked gang, no one had dared cross them. Everyone treated them with respect.
Yet now, some fools had the audacity to challenge them.
"Second Boss, what’s the plan?" a member asked.
"What else? We teach them a lesson!"
Wang Ba cracked his knuckles, smirking coldly. "We’ll make sure they remember who they can and can’t mess with."
"Got it, Second Boss! We’ll get things ready," a subordinate said eagerly.
He loved this kind of action. Things had been too quiet lately—this was just the excitement they needed.
"Hold on."
Lin Xuan stepped forward.
The gang members immediately bowed. "Boss."
Lin Xuan nodded. "Who are you planning to deal with?"
Wang Ba answered respectfully, "Boss, if we want to solidify our reputation in the underworld, we can’t let anyone provoke us. If we don’t handle this now, more gangs will think they can walk all over us."
It was the same reason Midnight Rose had targeted them in the first place.
They had previously stolen from Night Rose. If Night Rose didn't retaliate, everyone would assume she feared the Golden Dragon Gang.
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