Recently, the biggest news in A City is the change of leadership in the Qingyan Gang.
The former gang leader, Bai Qingwu, passed away, causing three months of turmoil in the largest underworld organization in A City. Ultimately, Bai Qingwu’s youngest son, the 22-year-old Bai Ning, secured the position as gang leader. Although the new gang leader is quite young, whether the Qingyan Gang can continue the glory of the Bai Qingwu era remains to be seen. However, the various forces that were stirring up trouble have finally stabilized.
The Qingyan Gang’s celebration is set to take place in the luxurious rooftop banquet hall of A City’s most prestigious hotel. They have invited celebrities and leaders from various factions to ‘gather,’ which is essentially a public announcement and a way to reassure everyone.
The young gang leader’s rise to power is certainly not solely the result of his own efforts. Behind Bai Ning stands the most influential figure in the Qingyan Gang, the one who holds considerable power. This figure, who remains neutral at times, can influence the various forces within the gang. Once this figure decides whose side to stand on, the situation within the Qingyan Gang will be determined.
When Zhuque Hall’s Master, Yang Huaijin, arrived at the banquet hall, the expressions of the people inside were somewhat unusual. Some observed from afar, seemingly relaxed, but their gazes couldn’t help but linger on Master Jin. Others immediately put on a smiling face, fawning as they approached. The younger generation, upon seeing Yang Huaijin, subconsciously stood straight and paid their respects, respectfully addressing him as “Master Jin.” In the Qingyan Gang, those addressed as “Master” were the big shots who controlled a significant force. Age had nothing to do with it, as in the case of this “Master Jin,” who was just in his early thirties.
Yang Huaijin, however, was consistently affable, smiling and greeting everyone. He was a handsome man, dressed in a casual Chinese-style suit that complemented his tall and elegant figure. The scholarly temperament added to his charm, giving people a comfortable and gentle impression.
However, no one would truly think Yang Huaijin was gentle. Those who knew the inside story were aware that Bai Ning’s rise to power owed a great deal to Yang Huaijin’s decisive stance and ruthless methods. After the death of the Qingyan Gang leader Bai Qingwu, the two heirs fought for power, and several hall masters within the gang were met with accidents. Only Yang Huaijin and his Zhuque Hall emerged unscathed. The Qingyan Gang’s four halls, originally in a balanced relationship, became a situation where Zhuque Hall dominated alone. Yang Huaijin, usually low-key and indifferent, was practically a wealthy idler in the gang, but little did people know that he not only had the means but also directly helped Bai Ning secure a winning position. It was then that everyone remembered that this young “Master” was designated as the Zhuque Hall’s Master by the former gang leader Bai Qingwu when he was just in his twenties, holding a significant portion of the gang’s true core power.
Yang Huaijin, accompanied by several stewards from Zhuque Hall, entered the venue. He himself appeared leisurely and carefree, but his brothers behind him exuded a strong aura.
“Master Jin,” the new gang leader, Bai Ning, greeted with a smile.
“Young Ning.”
Yang Huaijin embraced Bai Ning, showing a warm attitude. The two seemed to have a close relationship.
While they were exchanging pleasantries, a subordinate approached Bai Ning and reported, “Members from the Crimson Alliance Hall have arrived.”
Bai Ning gestured to Yang Huaijin, “Master Jin, please excuse me for a moment.”
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At the entrance of the banquet hall, the group from the Crimson Alliance Hall had just arrived.
The two leaders were quite imposing, clearly identifiable as powerful Alphas. The older one exuded a military demeanor in every move, while the younger one, standing over 1.9 meters tall, had a nonchalant and casual appearance. His slightly curled shoulder-length hair was tied at the back, presenting an extraordinarily handsome countenance. They were none other than Xing Tian, the head of the Crimson Alliance Hall, and Feng Zhi, the second in command.
Bai Ning was somewhat surprised and walked forward, saying, “I didn’t expect Master Xing to personally come and congratulate me.”
“As Bai Er is taking charge of the Qingyan Gang, I must personally come to offer my congratulations. Congratulations,” Xing Tian shook hands with Bai Ning, offering his congratulations in a calm and steady voice, devoid of any emotions.
“Thanks, Master Xing. A-Ning is a bit flattered!” Bai Ning joked with a smile.
It’s no wonder Bai Ning was surprised. Although Xing Tian was the head of the Crimson Alliance Hall, he was extremely low-key. The affairs of the Crimson Alliance Hall were usually handled by Feng Zhi and other executives. Even when Bai Qingwu was alive, Xing Tian rarely appeared. There were rumors that Xing Tian had a military background, making it inconvenient for him to be in the limelight. Some even said that he possessed a world-class criminal empire and didn’t care much about the Crimson Alliance Hall’s affairs. In any case, his presence today, especially considering Bai Ning’s appearance, was a tremendous show of respect, representing the friendly stance between the Crimson Alliance Hall and the Qingyan Gang. The two largest gangs in City A were as close as family, and the position of the new gang leader, Bai Ning, became even more untouchable.
Feng Zhi stood on the side, smiling warmly, of course, the one who could influence Xing Tian would not be Bai Ning; it would be Feng Zhi, the second in command who truly held the reins of power in the Crimson Alliance Hall. He had been friends with Bai Ning for many years, and Bai Ning was an essential business partner for the Crimson Alliance Hall’s arms trade. At this moment, Feng Zhi naturally had to step forward to support Bai Ning. Bringing Xing Tian to the Qingyan Gang’s banquet was like presenting a significant gift to Bai Ning.
Feng Zhi was a person who never knew the meaning of humility. Despite his tall and handsome appearance, those familiar with him could see that his smile conveyed a message of “come praise me,” strutting around like a proud peacock.
After the grand gesture, there was still a “small gift.” Feng Zhi had someone bring a person forward. A middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and seemingly attending the gathering, but upon closer inspection, one could sense his nervousness; he dared not show any confidence in front of the underworld figures.
Bai Ning chuckled upon seeing him, “Hey, isn’t this Director Yang who caused some trouble for the Qingyan Gang a few days ago? Our Qingyan Gang brothers suffered quite a bit thanks to you!”
Feng Zhi continued to strut, indicating that this gift was sent to Bai Ning personally by him. This director had caused trouble for Bai Ning, and conveniently, he had stepped down from his position in the last few days. Feng Zhi brought him over to catch up with Bai Ning, believing that old grievances could be resolved amicably. It was clear that Director Yang’s recent “resignation” was likely influenced by someone behind the scenes.
Bai Ning smiled in a manner similar to Feng Zhi—seven parts feigned sincerity, three parts ill intent. He said, “Director, please rest assured. I am a law-abiding citizen and don’t seek personal vendettas.” Then, he threw the issue to Yang Huaijin beside him, “Master Jin, what do you think we should do about this?”
In this gathering of Alphas, where tension was palpable, Yang Huaijin appeared gentle and seemed like a good person. Director Yang immediately cast a pleading look for help.
“Master Jin, I’ve had a few chance encounters with you. Please believe me, this is a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding!”
“Absolutely, absolutely. Director Yang, please rest assured.” Yang Huaijin seemed very affable, pretending to be concerned. “By the way, you’re still young. How about helping out at the Dock in District 6? We always need extra hands for port handling. It just so happens that a few brothers who were interrogated by you recently have been sent there as part of their punishment. You two can have a good chat when you find the time, and resolving any conflicts would be great.”
Upon hearing those words, Director Yang immediately looked ashen. Was it really good for him to fall into the hands of those people? However, Yang Huaijin didn’t give him another chance to speak, instructing someone to ‘escort’ him to rest. It was only then that Director Yang suddenly realized he had been truly blind; Master Jin, with his seemingly gentle demeanor, was evidently the person here that one should avoid provoking the most.
With the ‘gift’ dealt with, everyone entered the venue one after another, and the atmosphere lightened. People dispersed and mingled in the banquet hall.
Feng Zhi strolled over to Bai Ning, extended his long arm, and rested it on his shoulder. “Not bad, Bai Ning. The Qingyan Gang is not something anyone can swallow.”
“Crazy guy, you don’t need to flatter me in private.” Bai Ning laughed, clinking glasses with him. “It just so happened that I got some help. I’ve caught a favorable wind.”
“Yang Huaijin?” Feng Zhi squinted slightly. “I’ve heard a bit about him.”
“Similar to the rumors. Master Jin helped me a lot.”
“Tsk, I’m in front of you and you’re letting me listen to rumors?” Feng Zhi pretended to be dissatisfied, “The rumors also say that Yang Huaijin is holding the Emperor hostage, do you think I believe them?”
Bai Ning burst into laughter. “Master Jin has no such intention. What? Are you interested in Master Jin? Shall I introduce you two?”
“Pass, this Master Jin of yours is very old-fashioned. Seeing him reminds me of the teacher who used to make me copy texts as a punishment in school—too serious and clashes with my vibe. Besides, he seems to have a disapproving look towards me.” Feng Zhi quickly waved his hand, swiftly changing the topic. “By the way, I’ve been so busy lately that I can’t even see you. There are some new faces in the K Club. How about we finish up here and I’ll take you to have some fun?”
Yang Huaijin was standing not far away, and his gaze had been subtly paying attention to this side. Feng Zhi, both in height and appearance, stood out prominently in the crowd. First, he chatted and laughed with Bai Ning, then he was quickly surrounded by elegant ladies and socialites, swaying his glass like a butterfly, effortlessly charming everyone around.
Yang Huaijin frowned slightly, remembering how Feng Zhi had just hooked up with Bai Ning at a nightclub, He felt disdainful: This person is too indulgent, utterly lacking in decency.
His phone rang, so he walked to a less crowded area to answer it.
It was a call from a trusted subordinate, providing a report. Holding the phone, he paused for a moment, then turned to look at the crowd in the banquet hall. However, from this angle, he couldn’t see the person he was looking for.
“Master Jin? Master Jin?” On the other end, after receiving no response for a while, there were puzzled inquiries.
Yang Huaijin lowered his eyes and whispered, “Alright, let’s do it tonight!”
Ohio! Interesting! 💯
thanks for the chapter!