Volume One, Chapter Seventeen: The Scheme

At the same time, inside the fortified courtyard on Star Road, where three gates led in and out.

Scholar Fang Lianyun, ignoring the dust on his body, hunched over with a fearful expression. “Third Master, as per your orders, Su Ming has already gone to provoke Pang Sandao. By tonight, there will definitely be a result.”

Master Hu San sat calmly in his chair. After a brief "hmm," he asked, “Good. Tell me, what do you think Su Ming will do tonight?”

Fang Lianyun made a throat-slitting gesture and pondered, “Su Ming is already desperate, his foundation shaken. If nothing unexpected happens, he will surely annihilate Pang Sandao completely.”

Master Hu San smiled and nodded, lifting his teacup to take a sip. His voice was calm, “Indeed. Once he strikes, how could he leave any hidden dangers? He will root out the problem entirely. First, the Qi Wei gang brothers will die. Now that his own men have been slain by Su Ming, when that time comes, he will have no choice but to appear. Otherwise, how would the world view him?”

Fang Lianyun flattered, “Third Master, your wisdom surpasses mine.”

“Keep a close watch. Report any slightest movement to me immediately. After I finish handling this matter and arrive at the Elder’s Council, you and your mother will be free.”

Fang Lianyun, trembling with anxiety, immediately kowtowed in thanks. “Thank you for your kindness, Third Master. But... are you truly confident that Su Ming can defeat Pang Sandao?”

Master Hu San clicked his tongue and set down the teacup. “You still underestimate Su Ming. When he was nothing more than a lowly scoundrel, he dared to kill my sworn son. Do you think he would act without certainty?”

The scholar said no more, saluted the Third Master, and walked out of the room. Unbeknownst to him, the instant he left, a glint of cold light flashed briefly in Master Hu San’s eyes.

…

Zilin Slope.

This district, part of the fifty-eight guilds under the Southern Merchants, was adjacent to Zhanhua Street—a place steeped in wine, meat, and all manner of indulgence—but Zilin Slope was even more prosperous. Besides the illicit trades hidden in the shadows, it was also home to many legitimate dealings.

Pang Sandao had operated within the Hehai Gang for years, his combat skills reaching the rank of a second-tier martial artist. Though not at the level of a major leader like Master Hu San, he surpassed ordinary minor bosses by far.

By rights, someone of his strength should command at least two streets in the Chang Kong Domain. Yet, despite his formidable power, Qi Wei was not favored within the gang. The leaders and the boss distrusted him, and as a result, his own standing was weak.

Human greed is never satisfied.

Thus, Pang Sandao seized an opportunity. Using Qi Wei’s name as a cover, he went to Zhanhua Street to pillage and plunder, all to gain greater profit.

Inside a brothel at this moment, Pang Sandao knelt on the bloodstained floor, his chest soaked in crimson. He stared at the young man before him, eyes wide with horror.

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