Wang Ba frowned. "What are you all still standing around for? Why haven’t you left yet?"
"Gang Leader Lin, there’s... one more thing," Luo Fenhao hesitated before speaking.
"What is it? Go ahead," Lin Xuan replied, in high spirits after receiving such a large sum of money. His attitude toward Luo Fenhao had noticeably improved.
"Gang Leader Lin," Luo Fenhao took out a personal token and handed it to Lin Xuan. "This is mine. With this, our Black Right Gang members will treat you with the utmost respect."
"Gang Leader Lin, the doors of the Black Right Gang will always be open to you. The position of gang leader is reserved for you—just say the word, and I’ll immediately step down for you."
Wang Ba’s eyes widened.
What the hell? After Luo Fenhao had just been extorted for such a huge sum, Wang Ba thought he’d given up on recruiting their boss into the Black Right Gang.
But no—he still hadn’t given up!
Lin Xuan accepted the item.
"Alright, I got it," Lin Xuan nodded.
"Gang Leader Luo," Wang Ba crossed his arms and sneered. "Let me tell you, your hopes will never come true."
Trying to steal their boss from the Golden Dragon Gang? What a joke!
Their boss was the Golden Dragon Gang’s savior. It was only because of him that they had their current strength and status.
Letting the Black Right Gang take him away? Not a chance!
Luo Fenhao chuckled. "How do you know unless you try? Gang Leader Lin has already accepted my token, hasn’t he?"
"I suggest Second Master Wang treats Gang Leader Lin well—otherwise, he might just get snatched away by our Black Right Gang."
With another laugh, Luo Fenhao walked past Wang Ba and left.
Wang Ba clenched his fists.
Still trying to steal their gang leader!
He’d make sure they never succeeded.
Wang Ba approached Lin Xuan, his eyes fixed on the pocket watch Luo Fenhao had given him.
"Boss, that watch is too ugly. It doesn’t suit your status. Just toss it—I’ll get you another one," Wang Ba said with a forced smile.
"No need. I think it looks nice," Lin Xuan replied.
Most importantly, it was valuable.
The watch was an antique, probably worth tens of millions.
If it weren’t for its value, he wouldn’t have taken it.
Free money was free money—why refuse?
Wang Ba choked back his words.
Clearly, the boss didn’t have a bad impression of the Black Right Gang.
No way.
He wouldn’t allow even the slightest chance of the boss being stolen away.
"Boss, you don’t know how despicable the Black Right Gang is. They’re known for betrayal and going back on their word."
"They’re weak, stupid, and love to stir trouble. Right now, our Golden Dragon Gang is ranked second among underworld organizations. Your reputation, Boss, is as feared as the Dark Night Rose. Yet they still dare to provoke us openly—what does that say about them?"
Wang Ba was determined to tarnish Lin Xuan’s view of the Black Right Gang.
"Oh," Lin Xuan nodded casually.
"Boss, there’s more you don’t know. The Black Right Gang—"
Wang Ba continued badmouthing Luo Fenhao and the Black Right Gang, cherry-picking only the worst stories.
Lin Xuan listened intently.
Who didn’t love gossip?
He was no exception.
Lin Xuan nodded. "I didn’t expect Luo Fenhao to be so ruthless—even killing his own father."
"Right?" Wang Ba agreed eagerly. "Luo Fenhao seized power by killing his father. He’s the type who wants total control and refuses to be beneath anyone."
Achoo!
Achoo!
Luo Fenhao, driving back to his residence with a bruised face, sneezed several times.
He rubbed his sore nose and muttered, "Who’s talking crap about me?"
"Probably Second Master Wang from the Golden Dragon Gang," the Black Right Gang member driving guessed, also sporting a bruised face. "He can’t stand you trying to poach their gang leader, so he’s badmouthing you behind your back."
"Tch—"
The mention of it made Luo Fenhao grit his teeth. "The Golden Dragon Gang got lucky stumbling upon such a treasure. Let’s see how long their luck lasts."
They’d better treat Gang Leader Lin well—otherwise, he’d find a way to swoop in.
But for now…
They had bigger problems—like figuring out how to scrape together the money to pay the Golden Dragon Gang.
Su Hua barely touched her dinner before pushing it away.
"President Su, you barely ate anything. Your body won’t hold up like this. Didn’t you promise Young Master Lin you’d take care of yourself? How can you recover if you eat so little?"
Su Hua pinched the bridge of her nose. "I don’t have an appetite."
"By the way, any updates on Ah Xuan?"
Jiang Qing answered respectfully, "He’s currently dealing with the Black Right Gang."
Su Hua pressed her lips together. "Keep watching him."
Jiang Qing sighed inwardly.
President Su was turning into a full-on "husband surveillance fanatic."
"President Su," Jiang Qing couldn’t help but ask, "Why don’t you just go see Young Master Lin now?"
Su Hua frowned. "It’s not the right time yet."
Ah Xuan had claimed he was abroad for a business deal—he probably didn’t want her knowing about the Golden Dragon Gang.
Just like how she didn’t want him knowing she was the leader of the Dark Night Rose.
Since that was the case, she wouldn’t expose him either.
Jiang Qing shook her head.
She wondered when these two would finally drop their disguises in front of each other.
The look on Young Master Lin’s face when he found out Su Hua was the Dark Night Rose would be priceless.
Meanwhile—
Wang Ba was still working hard to ruin Luo Fenhao’s image in Lin Xuan’s eyes.
"So, Luo Fenhao would never settle for being second-in-command. He wants you as the Black Right Gang’s leader only because you’re powerful."
Wang Ba spoke with absolute seriousness. "They just want to use you to elevate their gang. Once you’ve pushed them to the top of the underworld rankings, Luo Fenhao will kick you out. He’d never let anyone stand above him."
Wang Ba mentally patted himself on the back.
With this kind of reasoning, the boss surely wouldn’t consider defecting to the Black Right Gang, right?
Lin Xuan glanced at Wang Ba a few times, raising an eyebrow.
Seemed like Wang Ba was desperate to keep him from leaving the Golden Dragon Gang.
"B-Boss…" Wang Ba squirmed under Lin Xuan’s gaze. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
It made him incredibly uneasy.
The way the boss was looking at him… it felt like his thoughts had been completely laid bare.
Like he had nowhere to hide.
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