Yang Huaijin rolled up Feng Zhi’s sleeve to reveal half of his forearm, cleverly concealing the area stained with alcohol. Feng Zhi glanced down at Yang Huaijin and placed his palm on his head, gently rubbing it.
The two appeared to be intimate and in sync, but at this moment, Yang Huaijin’s inner thoughts were vomiting: Do Alphas really have brains? Is it important to fight, or to run away? What kind of crazy person are you calling yourself if you’re going to take a bite out of any messy roadrunner? Who are you calling a madman? You might as well call me a mad dog!
From a distance, Ryan watched the scene, his fingers clutching the glass tightly. No one knew that the sight of Yang Huaijin at this moment was exactly what he had been longing for for years, but his Omega, who should have belonged to him, was now kneeling at Feng Zhi’s feet.
The Anelli family has very high standards for Omega mates. Each heir’s partner is carefully selected for their excellent genes. Ryan not only doesn’t oppose the family’s rules, but he’s also a staunch supporter of them. However, when he first saw Yang Huaijin, he had different expectations for the term ‘partner’. At twenty years old, Yang Huaijin, as an exchange student, lacked the typical Eastern students’ shyness. He exuded confidence and composure on the stage, such a dazzling presence, unabashedly releasing his charm.
‘A charming Beta,’ this was Ryan’s conclusion upon first seeing Yang Huaijin. He thought Yang Huaijin was a Beta and had no connection with him, even hesitating to disturb his life.
Afterward, Ryan hoped to find a partner who could match him. So, when he found out Yang Huaijin was an Omega, he was ecstatic. Yang Huaijin’s medical report further convinced him that this genetically superior Omega was meant for him. His partner had to be the highest quality Omega, and Yang Huaijin met all the criteria. Ryan was overjoyed at the time, and later, losing Yang Huaijin brought him immense sorrow. However, Yang Huaijin was unaware of all this. Over a decade later, when Yang Huaijin, now standing before Ryan as a master of Qingyan Gang, he felt like it was a gift from heaven. Little did he know that Yang Huaijin’s current physical condition no longer qualified him to be his partner.
Feng Zhi arrived at a time when Ryan was at his angriest and most irrational. He provided Ryan with an outlet for his emotions. Ryan wanted to use tormenting Yang Huaijin as a way to completely break his own thoughts. He never touched Omegas who had been tainted; that was a principle of Ryan Anelli that no one could break, especially not for an Omega. However, it wasn’t until this moment, when Yang Huaijin knelt obediently at Feng Zhi’s feet, that Ryan realized he had long lost control of his own heart. Every bit of torment he inflicted on Yang Huaijin rebounded back on himself with even greater force.
Ryan stood up and walked over to Feng Zhi.
“Feng.”
“…” Feng Zhi helped Yang Huaijin to his feet, facing Ryan.
Ryan’s expression darkened. “What gives you the right to make Noah submit?”
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“…” Ryan raised his hand, pointing in Yang Huaijin’s direction. “Bring him over here.” Immediately, one of his subordinates stepped forward, grabbing Yang Huaijin by the shoulder and dragging him towards Ryan.
Feng Zhi swiftly acted, gripping the arm of the subordinate. His palm exerted immense pressure, gradually contorting the expression of Ryan’s subordinate.
“Let him go,” Feng Zhi demanded.
“Feng! Are you playing me?” Ryan exclaimed angrily, his suspicions mostly confirmed through Feng Zhi’s reaction. His voice raised with anger, “Did you mark him?”
Unable to think of any other explanation for Yang Huaijin’s sudden obedience, Ryan was certain that Feng Zhi had indeed marked him!
Crack, crack—
The sound of guns being loaded echoed continuously. As Ryan spoke, his subordinates began to draw their guns, aiming four or five dark muzzles at Feng Zhi.
However, Feng Zhi remained unfazed. When Ryan’s subordinate nearly had his arm crushed by Feng Zhi’s grip, he finally released his hold due to the pain. Feng Zhi pushed him away and pulled Yang Huaijin to his side.
“Ryan, since he’s already marked, it doesn’t matter if I take a bite out of him. But…” He nodded towards the barrels of the guns, “What exactly do you mean by this?”
“Feng, I never said he’s yours to take, that’s your doing!” Ryan gritted his teeth, emanating a sinister chill, “It’s hard to remove a mark from a strong Alpha, especially a freshly made one. But… if this strong Alpha were to die, the mark he made on the Omega would naturally disappear.”
“Are you planning to attack me? Ryan, I never said I wouldn’t mark him either. Are these guns pointed at Feng Zhi of the Crimson Alliance Hall, or at R’s enforcers? I suggest you think carefully before you act.”
Ryan’s face turned as dark as water—Feng Zhi was not an easy person to deal with.
Just then—
Bang—
Bang—bang—
A loud noise echoed from outside the cabin. The interior where they were located had spacious and bright windows that allowed them to see the situation outside on the deck—a vast sea, with the night sky illuminated by fireworks.
One huge fireworks burst after another in the sky, but the location of the fireworks display wasn’t on their cruise ship. On the open sea, with no ships for hundreds of miles around, where could the fireworks be coming from?
One of Ryan’s subordinates rushed into the room, quickly walking over to Ryan and lowering his voice as much as possible. “Mr. Anelli, it’s the Qingyan Gang. They have several small vessels, and we’re surrounded!”
“Vessels?”
“Yes, military vessels. Two warships and three patrol boats. They claim it’s a nighttime naval exercise, and their route just happens to coincide with ours. There are also two non-military helicopters; Zhu Xu from the Qingyan Gang is in one of them. They say they’re sending fireworks to the Kingdom, and they’re requesting to meet with you.”
“…”
Ryan frowned. Why would Zhu Xu be coming?
Although he didn’t know much about the Qingyan Gang, Ryan had made some arrangements before taking Yang Huaijin away. The Qingyan Gang was currently embroiled in internal power struggles between Zhu Xu and Bai Ning, the two adopted sons of the former gang leader. Yang Huaijin, as the most influential hall master, was initially close to Zhu Xu but switched sides to support Bai Ning in inheriting the gang leadership when the time came. Ryan took action while Bai Ning was out of the country, so theoretically, Zhu Xu wouldn’t care about Yang Huaijin’s fate.
At that moment, another one of Ryan’s subordinates approached him. “Mr. Anelli, it’s a call from Bai Ning of the Qingyan Gang.”
As soon as Ryan picked up the phone, Bai Ning began shouting on the other end, his voice booming through the receiver, “Anelli, it seems like you’re not interested in our Qingyan Gang’s goods, but you sure seem especially interested in our Qingyan Gang’s people! Since you’ve made a move against Master Jin, I guess we don’t need to do business anymore!”
“Pfft…” Seated close to Ryan, Feng Zhi couldn’t contain his laughter upon hearing Bai Ning’s voice. He and Bai Ning were good friends for many years, and Feng Zhi knew him very well. While Ryan prided himself on being noble and sophisticated, with rhetoric you couldn’t outplay him, Bai Ning’s straightforward and fearless style of a little rogue made him absolutely difficult for Ryan to handle.
Ryan hung up the phone with a dark expression. “You all have fun here. I need to take care of some business.”
“Dealing with the Qingyan Gang isn’t a small matter,” Feng Zhi chuckled. “There’s a Chinese saying, ‘A strong dragon cannot crush a local snake.’ Ryan, I wish you good luck!”
Ryan glanced at Feng Zhi and walked out with his men. Only after leaving Feng Zhi’s sight did he instruct his subordinates, “Keep an eye on Feng Zhi and Yang Huaijin.”
“Yes, sir.”
Ryan should stop his delusion. He’s not inlove with Yang Huaijin, he’s only inlove with his data! Now that it’s not perfect anymore, it’s naturally hard to let go the feeling of loss!