Plop!
Yu Yi knelt before Ye Qiu.
The room fell silent, stunned.
“Mr. Ye, I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was you.”
Yu Yi bowed his head, like a vassal before an emperor, his demeanor utterly deferential.
He could’ve killed Ma Dong right then.
That cursed fool, picking a fight with anyone but Ye Qiu, this god of slaughter.
One of Dragon Gate’s four Dragon Envoys.
Without Ye Qiu, Yu Yi and his master would’ve joined Sun Wu in the grave last night.
The onlookers gaped at the scene.
They’d figured Ma Dong, backed by the Green Wolf Gang, would crush Ye Qiu easily. Who’d have thought Yu Yi would kneel before him?
Ma Dong, dumbfounded, rushed to pull Yu Yi up, “Brother Yu, why’re you kneeling to this punk? Get up!”
Bam!
Yu Yi stood, kicking Ma Dong over, snarling, “One more word against Mr. Ye, and I’ll end you.”
His soul nearly fled in terror.
Disrespecting Mr. Ye now? Pure suicide.
Ye Qiu eyed Ma Dong, “I told you, calling the Green Wolf Gang won’t cut it.”
“One last chance. Keep calling.”
“Make sure you bring the biggest shot you’ve got!”
Ma Dong, still reeling, stammered, “Brother Yu, what’s going on?”
“You idiot, still asking what’s up? Brain flooded or what?”
Yu Yi roared, “Mr. Ye saved me and my master. The whole Green Wolf Gang belongs to him.”
“You cross Mr. Ye, you cross all of us.”
What?
Ma Dong froze.
The crowd’s faces went blank.
This kid was the Green Wolf Gang’s boss?
Some, clueless, whispered doubts.
“Isn’t Sun Wu the Fifth Lord of the Green Wolf Gang? Since when was it this guy?”
“You didn’t hear? Fifth Lord’s dead.”
“What? When’d that happen?”
“Last night. Word is the gang imploded. Sun Wu got killed, headquarters ran red with blood, tons dead.”
“Hiss, this kid did that?”
Suddenly, eyes on Ye Qiu turned fearful.
Yu Yi knelt again, “When Sun Wu was alive, he was tight with Ma Dong. Some of our deals tied to the Ma family. That’s why, when Ma Dong called, I brought men over.”
“Mr. Ye, I swear, I didn’t know it was you.”
“If I had, no way I’d have come…”
Slap!
Before he finished, Ye Qiu’s palm cracked across his face.
“I told you to clean up the Green Wolf Gang. This is your cleanup?”
“If it wasn’t me today, but someone else, you’d back Ma Dong?”
“I can save you, Yu Yi. I can also kill you.”
Ye Qiu’s words left Yu Yi trembling, kowtowing, “Yes, yes, Mr. Ye’s right. My fault today, please forgive me!”
“Yu Yi, remember this: the Green Wolf Gang answers to Dragon Gate now. You follow Dragon Gate’s rules.”
“First, all members stay loyal to the nation. No betraying the country.”
“Second, obey the code. No drugs, gambling, or any illegal trade.”
“Third, no bullying, no abusing power, no harming the weak.”
“Break these, and you’re done!”
As Ye Qiu spoke his last words, a chilling killing intent radiated from him.
The bar’s temperature seemed to plummet to minus fifty.
Everyone felt trapped in ice, silent as the grave.
But they wondered: wasn’t this guy the Green Wolf boss? What’s this Dragon Gate tie?
Yu Yi said respectfully, “Mr. Ye, rest assured, I’ll follow Dragon Gate’s rules, no more mistakes.”
“Get up.”
Ye Qiu reined in his aura.
Yu Yi exhaled, standing, “Mr. Ye, what about Ma Dong?”
“I’ll handle him myself. Stay out of it.”
“Yes.”
Yu Yi stepped back, waiting.
Ye Qiu glared at a dazed Ma Dong, “You deaf?”
“I told you to call someone.”
“Don’t, and I’m coming for you.”
Ma Dong burned with rage and fear.
His ace was the Green Wolf Gang, now Ye Qiu’s crew.
He wanted to call reinforcements but had no clue who.
Even his usual cronies wouldn’t dare step up for him now.
The young men and women with him earlier had long scattered, terrified of being dragged in.
Ma Dong gritted his teeth, opting to bow for now, plotting revenge later.
He faced Ye Qiu, “Today was my bad.”
“I’m sorry, okay?”
“Brother, can we call it quits?”
The crowd was shocked.
Ma Dong, Suzhou’s untouchable prince, apologizing?
Who’d believe it without seeing?
What floored them more: Ye Qiu didn’t buy it.
“Who’s your brother? Trash like you, calling me that?”
“Can you call anyone or not?”
“If not, I’m done being nice.”
Ye Qiu stepped toward Ma Dong.
Ma Dong’s face darkened.
He’d thought an apology would end it. Ye Qiu wasn’t letting up.
“What do you want?” he growled.
Ye Qiu said, “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. Just one hand.”
“Don’t push it,” Ma Dong snapped. “Know who my dad is? Suzhou’s richest man. Money to burn. Touch me, and we’ll bury you in cash.”
“Still threatening me? Ma Dong, looks like that hand’s gone.”
Ye Qiu’s lips curled into a cold smirk, closing in.
Ma Dong panicked, retreating, “Spare me, I’ll pay.”
“Ten million enough?”
“No? A hundred million!”
Ye Qiu paused.
Ma Dong’s heart leaped, thinking he’d swayed him.
Then Ye Qiu said, “Ma Dong, money doesn’t rule the world. It doesn’t fix everything.”
“This world’s harsh.”
“Do wrong, you pay.”
With that, Ye Qiu’s fist sent Ma Dong sprawling.
“Stop!”
A shout came from the door.
Ye Qiu, unfazed, stomped on Ma Dong’s right hand.
Crack!
Fingers snapped.
Blood sprayed.
