Unfortunately, the evening did not unfold as Yang Huaijin had expected. It not only failed to proceed smoothly but also grew increasingly complicated.
As dusk approached, Yang Huaijin’s convoy had just exited the underground parking lot when another car forced them to stop.
Sitting in the first car, Zhou Qing faced the incoming vehicle. His voice came through the intercom: “Master Jin, it’s Ryan Anelli.”
Yang Huaijin glanced out the window with some resignation. “Troubles one after another. Should I start calculating my luck?” With that, he pushed open the car door and stepped out.
Lao He, sitting in the front seat, quickly followed suit, instructing over the intercom, “Everyone, be on high alert!”
Approaching, Yang Huaijin found Ryan already waiting by the car. Ryan was a tall, handsome European man, emanating a gentlemanly aura and nobility from deep within due to his excellent family background and education.
He nodded to Yang Huaijin. “Noah.”
Since returning from the ship, Ryan had visited Yang Huaijin several times, but he had changed his previously assertive attitude to one of respect and caution. He sought to court Yang Huaijin, no longer aiming for conquest or hunting, but humbly hoping only to see him.
But… how could that be possible?
The first time Yang Huaijin learned of Ryan’s intentions, he countered with a question: Mr. Anelli, given the circumstances, do you think there’s still a possibility for us? He used ‘Anelli’ deliberately, reminding Ryan of his family name and the fact that they were diametrically opposed.
Yang Huaijin walked up to Ryan and stood still, saying nothing.
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Ryan spoke up, “I’m going to be away for a while. I came to bid you farewell.”
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Yang Huaijin chuckled. “That’s actually good news for me. It proves that I haven’t been wasting my efforts lately.”
After returning, Yang Huaijin hardly rested, swiftly moving to dismantle Ryan’s influence. The Qingyan gang’s Master Jin, once the power stabilized, would hide at the Sixth District Docks awaiting retirement. He wouldn’t get involved unless absolutely necessary. Suddenly coming out and making so many big moves had indeed startled some people.
The Anelli family’s domestic influence was mostly concealed within local gangs or large enterprises, scattered and infiltrating until the time was right to consolidate. By then, no one would be able to shake them. However, currently, the Anelli family’s domestic power wasn’t strong enough, and their influence abroad, no matter how formidable, couldn’t reach everywhere. Yang Huaijin intended to take advantage of this opportunity to completely uproot the Anelli family’s presence in A City.
“Noah, I know you hate me,” Ryan stared at Yang Huaijin, “but the Anelli family is not something you can mess with. I hope you can stop in time.”
“Then take your family’s influence and leave A City,” Yang Huaijin said coldly. “I may not be able to confront the Anelli family directly, but at least in A City, I control the rules of the streets.”
“Ryan, I don’t hate you, and everything I’ve done is not directed at you. I can’t control you and your decadent Alpha worldview, but I can’t tolerate what happened to me twelve years ago continuing. At least in the areas under my control, I want peace.”
“Why is it Feng?” Ryan suddenly spoke, asking a completely unrelated question.
“What?” Yang Huaijin didn’t understand his meaning at first.
“Why is it Feng Zhi? Why is he special to you?” This question had been buried in Ryan’s heart for a long time, so much so that his emotions were somewhat stirred as he reached out and grabbed Yang Huaijin’s wrist.
Yang Huaijin momentarily forgot to evade. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t think I didn’t notice!” Ryan tightly grasped Yang Huaijin’s wrist. “On the ship that day, you knelt at Feng Zhi’s feet. The way you looked at him, I will never forget.”
“Mr. Anelli, please maintain your distance!” Zhou Qing’s voice came from nearby. Yang Huaijin’s people were all nearby, on standby, closely watching this side. As soon as Ryan made any unusual movements, they immediately pulled out their guns and aimed at him.
Yang Huaijin pulled his wrist away from Ryan’s hand and stepped back. “Ryan, you’re mistaken. Feng Zhi didn’t mark me on the ship. He’s already my Alpha. It’s just that the marking lasted too long, and my glands had a problem, making my scent difficult for others to detect.”
“What did you say?” Yang Huaijin’s words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Ryan incredulous.
Yang Huaijin snorted. “I didn’t deceive you. You should thank yourself for bringing him here, rather than just finding someone to rape me.”
He didn’t mince words, using ‘rape’ without hesitation. His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing deeply into Ryan’s heart.
“Ryan, if you came here today just to talk about these boring matters, then we have nothing more to discuss. If you’re here to stop my next moves, then it’s also a waste of effort.”
As usual, they parted ways unhappily, but this time Ryan seemed even more dejected. He didn’t ask any more questions, just told Yang Huaijin that he would never mention him at the family meeting, and asked Yang Huaijin to try not to reveal his identity when doing anything. The Anelli family was too vast, and even though he was in charge, he couldn’t control everything.
Yang Huaijin left without looking back. He didn’t care about what Ryan said, or perhaps he simply didn’t care about his own life and death. His health was poor, getting worse in recent years, and his life was a mess. If he hadn’t promised the former leader Bai Qingwu to stay in Qingyan Gang for ten years, he wouldn’t have made any plans to ‘retire at the age of thirty-five,’ and he probably wouldn’t have lasted on the streets a few years earlier.
He came to the Qingyan Gang to find his A-jiu. After seven years of searching, he found that the person in his memory was no longer the same. Since deciding not to acknowledge Feng Zhi, he had no more desires. ‘Raping’ Feng Zhi was an impulsive and wrong decision. If he could choose again, he wished to bury the old memories deep in his heart forever. Why bother adding troubles to another person?
Now, the only thing Yang Huaijin cares about is seeking revenge for A-jiu, or rather, for himself, to put an end to their relationship.
He didn’t expect that the Anelli cruise ship would bring up the old events from twelve years ago, and his recent actions against Ryan, rather than being new grudges, were more like old grievances. Chen Qi had died, and Feng Zhi had lost his memory. If the events of the past could not be clarified, then he would cut off all of the Anelli family’s tentacles in the country, as a final act for their past.
However, tonight’s operation ultimately failed, as someone he never expected intervened.
Yang Huaijin’s men were divided into several groups to carry out their tasks. However, the remote messages that came back were all about various problems. Some encountered obstacles, some encountered the police, and some received messages saying the target was nowhere to be found. Yang Huaijin sensed something was amiss and immediately ordered everyone to stop. He led his men back to the Sixth District Docks, prepared to discuss the situation further.
However, they were intercepted on the way. Dozens of cars blocked the road, and many people got out, appearing to be ready for negotiation.
But how could Yang Huaijin be easily provoked? His plans were ruined today, and he was already annoyed. Now they wanted to confront him? Even if the other party wanted to negotiate, he had no intention of doing so. Taking up the communicator, he made some arrangements and didn’t give the other side a chance to speak. Instead, he ordered his men to show their weapons and open fire without delay!
As the saying goes, ‘The art of war is deception.’ Striking unexpectedly when the opponent believed that a battle was completely impossible, Yang Huaijin’s side swiftly turned the tables, outnumbered but victorious.
Seeing the opponents retreat, Yang Huaijin instructed Lao He to relay a message—withdraw!
There was jubilation over the communicator. In recent years, with Master Jin seldom appearing, life had been peaceful, and such exhilarating scenes were rare.
However, the jubilation didn’t last long. Soon, reinforcements arrived for the other side. With obstacles in front and pursuers behind, negotiation was no longer an option.
A call came directly to Lao He’s phone, and he handed it to Yang Huaijin. The voice from the other end spoke.
“Master Jin, the head of the Xing Family from the Crimson Alliance Hall, requests your presence.”
Somehow I’m even more sad with YH’s mental state rn.. A person who has given up on life…. I mean FZ is trying but it isn’t enough.
Glad he has his gang to live for and one that backs him up with their lives.
Idk what is going to happen with the Crimson Alliance now, but I don’t sense anything good especially with the way they didn’t even try to approach with peaceful methods.
I must be a masochist waiting for more chapters from this painful story ahh
Thank you for the updates!
When it rains, it pours. Poor YH just can’t get a break. 😪
Thanks for the chapters.
Thanks for the chapters! I can’t wait until Yang Huaijin gets his retirement.