"I'll go." Lin Xuan nodded.
He was itching for a fight anyway.
Wang Ba's eyes lit up.
Perfect—he’d get to see the gang leader in action again.
Every time he followed the boss out, Lin Xuan would take down the opponents in just a few moves.
So satisfying.
"Tell me the specifics about them," Lin Xuan ordered.
Wang Ba relayed the details meticulously.
Lin Xuan sat in the main seat, fingers tapping lightly on the table.
A cold smirk curled on his lips.
"They do have quite the nerve."
Narrowing his eyes, he commanded, "Get ready. We move tonight."
"Yes, sir," Wang Ba acknowledged.
"Also, set things up so we can lure them in. We’ll trap them like turtles in a jar," Lin Xuan added with a raised brow.
"Boss, what’s the exact plan? Just say the word."
From there, Wang Ba noted down every instruction Lin Xuan gave.
Frowning slightly, Wang Ba realized something—the boss preferred solitude.
Half an hour later, a message from Su Hua came through.
[Ah Xuan, when are you coming back?]
If he returned, she’d go back too.
Lin Xuan replied: [I still have things to handle here. Probably tomorrow.]
Su Hua’s brows knitted tightly.
Tomorrow? The flight from here to Yundu City would take hours.
If he returned tomorrow, she wouldn’t see him until afternoon or evening at the earliest.
Pursing her lips, she radiated irritation.
Jiang Qing stood nearby, tense and silent.
"Jiang Qing," Su Hua called.
"Yes, President Su." Jiang Qing wiped sweat from her forehead, responding respectfully.
"Investigate the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang. I want detailed information."
"Understood."
Jiang Qing’s eyes flickered with thought.
The intel from Night Rose wouldn’t reveal that Lin Xuan was the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader—or that the gang leader was also the legendary Dr. Free Spirit.
Should she slip in some extra details? Maybe include that Lin Xuan was Dr. Free Spirit?
Hmm… she could make that work.
"Also," Su Hua added, "have you kept eyes on the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader?"
"Rest assured, President Su. We’re monitoring closely. The moment he leaves the base, we’ll know his movements."
"Good."
"Should I arrange the investigation now?" Jiang Qing asked.
"Go ahead."
Jiang Qing exited Su Hua’s room and entered another.
"Secretary Jiang."
The members of Night Rose’s intelligence division greeted her with deference.
She was the president’s right hand—everything reported to Su Hua went through her.
If she took a dislike to someone, they’d be in deep trouble.
"What are your orders, Secretary Jiang?" one member asked respectfully.
"Compile a thorough dossier on the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader. The president wants to review it—the more detailed, the better."
The intelligence officers exchanged surprised glances.
"Secretary Jiang… has the president really taken an interest in the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader?"
She even wanted a private investigation…
They hadn’t witnessed the match between Su Hua and the gang leader, but rumors had been swirling for hours—everyone was saying the president’s attitude toward him was unusual.
They’d assumed it was just gossip. After all, everyone knew Su Hua’s heart belonged to Lin Xuan.
These officers had dug into Lin Xuan’s background before. They knew Su Hua’s feelings for him.
"Yes, she has," Jiang Qing confirmed.
Of course she had—the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader was Lin Xuan.
"Is the president… moving on? What about Young Master Lin?" one blurted out.
For years, Su Hua had been devoted only to Lin Xuan. She wasn’t the type to chase after just anyone.
How could she suddenly shift her attention to another man?
Jiang Qing smirked. "She’s not moving on."
She couldn’t tell them the truth—that the gang leader and Lin Xuan were the same person. The revelation would floor them.
"If it’s not that, then what? She has a boyfriend but is interested in someone else—how is that not moving on?"
"Keep this confidential," Jiang Qing said mysteriously. "Just follow my instructions."
"Fine."
"Oh, one more thing," Jiang Qing added. "Also gather intel on Dr. Free Spirit."
"Why him all of a sudden?"
Jiang Qing waved it off. "Personal curiosity. His medical skills are top-tier. Might be useful for the gang someday. No harm in checking."
Of course, she’d slip this to Su Hua too.
A little hint that Dr. Free Spirit was Lin Xuan.
She wondered what drama would unfold once Su Hua discovered this alter ego.
Heh…
An hour and a half later, Jiang Qing knocked on Su Hua’s door with two dossiers in hand.
"President Su," she said respectfully, "here’s the intel on the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader."
Su Hua took the files and began reading.
As she scanned the contents, her eyes softened with amusement.
Ah Xuan’s methods never failed to surprise her.
Who would’ve thought he’d let himself get captured by the Black Tiger Gang, then single-handedly challenge them until they submitted willingly?
He rarely intervened directly in Golden Dragon Gang affairs, but when he did, victory was guaranteed.
A smile tugged at Su Hua’s lips. "Jiang Qing, don’t you think Ah Xuan is incredible?"
"Absolutely," Jiang Qing agreed. "Young Master Lin is remarkable."
Turning a declining gang into the underworld’s second-largest faction in just over a year? That wasn’t just skill—it was genius.
Then Su Hua’s expression darkened, her aura turning icy.
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