Wang Ba frowned and said, "He holds the position of leader in our Golden Dragon Gang. What's the problem with that?"
"Isn't it just a leader? Our Black Right Gang..." Luo Fenhao's words abruptly stopped mid-sentence.
His eyes widened in disbelief. "He's your Golden Dragon Gang's... leader?"
Wang Ba nodded. "That's right. A year ago, I handed over the leadership to him. Everyone in our gang respects him, so your idea of making him serve us like a slave is completely baseless."
Luo Fenhao swallowed hard.
He had genuinely believed this man was just a mid-level member of the Golden Dragon Gang.
Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine he was the actual leader.
Damn.
With the Golden Dragon Gang holding such a high status, there was no way Lin Xuan would ever leave to become the leader of their Black Right Gang.
Without him as their backer, their Black Right Gang had foolishly provoked the Golden Dragon Gang.
Now that they were at the mercy of the Golden Dragon Gang, Wang Ba and his men would never let them off easily.
Wang Ba scoffed. "You were telling our leader to abandon the Golden Dragon Gang and join your Black Right Gang, yet you didn’t even know his real identity."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk—"
Wang Ba shook his head.
How laughable—thinking they could snatch their leader away.
Their boss was the Golden Dragon Gang’s lucky star.
No one would ever take him from them!
"What are you all standing around for?" Wang Ba coldly glared at the Golden Dragon Gang members. "The leader has been standing here this whole time. Hurry up and bring him a chair!"
They needed to treat their leader even better.
He was too popular—one careless moment, and another gang might try to steal him away.
"Yes, Second Master! We’ll get it right away!" The subordinates quickly scrambled to fetch a chair and placed it behind Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.
Not bad. They had good awareness.
He sat down on the chair.
Wang Ba fawned over him, stepping behind Lin Xuan to massage his shoulders.
"Leader, you must be tired. Let me help you relax."
"I’ve had plenty of massages myself, so I’ve picked up some techniques. Don’t worry, Leader—I’ll make sure you feel great."
Wang Ba’s smile was dripping with sycophancy.
Lin Xuan closed his eyes in satisfaction. "Your skills aren’t bad at all."
Luo Fenhao timidly raised his hand. "Leader Lin, I’m actually quite skilled at massages too. I could help—"
"Leader Luo, this doesn’t concern you. Why are you butting in?"
Wang Ba shot him a glare.
Seriously.
He’d disliked Luo Fenhao from the start—how dare he try to poach their leader?
Thankfully, the leader only had eyes for the Golden Dragon Gang.
Luo Fenhao pressed his lips together and fell silent.
Wang Ba continued kneading Lin Xuan’s shoulders. "Boss, how should we deal with these Black Right Gang members? Throw them to the wolves, or put a bullet in each of them?"
Only their deaths would put him at ease—that way, they could never try to steal their leader again.
Luo Fenhao glared at Wang Ba indignantly.
He strongly suspected this was personal.
Lin Xuan spoke up. "Let them go."
Luo Fenhao and his men were stunned, then overjoyed.
They had expected torture after falling into the Golden Dragon Gang’s hands—yet they were being set free?
"But Boss, isn’t that letting them off too easily?" Wang Ba frowned.
"Of course, there’s a condition for their release," Lin Xuan said.
He never made deals that weren’t in his favor.
"What condition?" Luo Fenhao asked. "As long as it’s within our power, we’ll agree."
He now fully understood—Lin Xuan would never become the Black Right Gang’s leader.
As the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader, why would he ever stoop to their level?
They had provoked the Golden Dragon Gang and even tried to take what was theirs.
Right now, all they wanted was to survive.
As long as they kept their lives and their gang, they could always rebuild.
Lin Xuan said, "Leader Luo, your gang and your family seem quite wealthy."
"Leader Lin, are you asking for money?" Luo Fenhao had been thoroughly humbled—he had no defiance left.
"Correct." Lin Xuan nodded. "But don’t worry, I’m not asking for much—just three billion and some weapons. I’ve already prepared a list. Take a look."
When Luo Fenhao moved to take the list, Wang Ba snatched it first.
"Leader, I’ll hand it to him," he said protectively.
Luo Fenhao: "..."
The way Wang Ba guarded against him was like a jealous spouse warding off a homewrecker.
If only he were the one in Wang Ba’s place.
How did someone like Lin Xuan end up with Wang Ba?
If only he had met Leader Lin sooner—then the Black Right Gang would be the second-ranked gang, not the Golden Dragon Gang.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded.
Wang Ba shoved the list at Luo Fenhao. "Leader Luo, read it carefully. Whether you agree or not, these terms are non-negotiable."
Luo Fenhao took the list.
His eyes nearly popped out of his head.
This much?
Was the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader treating them like a wholesale warehouse?
Lin Xuan raised a brow at his expression. "Problem?"
"N-No, no problem!" Luo Fenhao shook his head frantically.
Right now, he was the fish on the chopping board—Leader Lin could crush him anytime.
How could he dare refuse?
Lin Xuan said, "If you agree, then sign and seal it."
Gangsters valued their word—once the contract was signed, the Black Right Gang wouldn’t dare renege unless they wanted to be exiled from the underworld.
"Understood."
Luo Fenhao didn’t dare hesitate. "Leader Lin, rest assured—once we gather everything on the list, we’ll deliver it to you immediately."
"Good." Lin Xuan nodded. "You have one week."
"Of course!" Luo Fenhao agreed eagerly.
Surviving this ordeal was already a stroke of luck—what did money and weapons matter?
Wang Ba nodded in approval.
So this was why the leader had personally dealt with the Black Right Gang—he had his eyes on their wealth.
Truly worthy of being the Golden Dragon Gang’s leader. Ruthless.
His gaze lingered on Luo Fenhao’s bruised face, and he couldn’t help but pity him.
Look at him—beaten to a pulp, then extorted for a fortune.
What a miserable sight.
Then Wang Ba remembered the time he had taken Lin Li’s money to target Lin Xuan.
A chill ran down his spine.
Thankfully, two years ago, Leader Lin had needed to establish himself in the underworld and chose the Black Tiger Gang.
Otherwise, they would’ve ended up just like the Black Right Gang—beaten and robbed.
Lin Xuan waved a hand. "You can leave now."
"Yes! Thank you, Leader Lin!"
Luo Fenhao stood up from the ground.
He looked at Lin Xuan, hesitating as if wanting to speak but holding back.
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