After a moment of silence in the cabin, cheers erupted and wouldn't stop.
"Long live Mr. Yu!"
"Boss, I fucking love you! Just tell us how to fight, and we'll follow your lead..."
Qin Hao pulled a cape from his backpack, the same style as Jiang Nianwei's, but gold. He and a few others rushed over to Yu Fei and, without giving him a chance to object, tied the golden cape around his shoulders.
Yu Fei's eyes were sharp. He saw that the cape bore the embroidered words: "Yulin Army Lord, Peerless and Unmatched." The eight blood-red cursive characters seethed with killing intent, overlaying a massive, ink-black character for "KILL."
Yu Fei was startled but accepted the mantle of leadership that Qin Hao and the others thrust upon him.
He had noticed many people wearing the same silver-white capes as Jiang Nianwei when he boarded the plane today. At the time, he hadn't thought much of it, assuming they had made them for some private event.
