"Qian Laoyao, let me tell you something! If I die here today, the East District will massacre your North District!" His face flushed with rage, Boss Huang roared at Qian Laoyao.
Qian Laoyao toyed with his prayer beads and smiled faintly. "Since I dared to come, I'm not afraid of your East District's retaliation."
"Once you're dead, the East District will be leaderless. What trouble could your men possibly cause then?"
"And then, our North District will slowly swallow up your East District."
With that, his gaze turned fierce. "Old Master Zhu, do it!"
Zhu Hongmo's expression darkened. With a sudden burst of strength, his right hand shot out to snap Boss Huang's neck.
But just in the nick of time, a blade flashed as Wu Xin lunged forward to intervene.
Not daring to be careless, Zhu Hongmo instantly dodged backward, avoiding the slash from Wu Xin's blade.
