"These people..."
"They are truly relentless."
As Bai Zihe opened the invitation, his second senior sister, Ji Xueyun, was by his side.
Upon seeing the contents, she couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
Bai Zihe raised an eyebrow and asked, "What, second senior sister, have they approached you too?"
Ji Xueyun nodded and said, "After I left the military, during the initial period when I first arrived in the provincial capital, these people caused a lot of trouble."
"However..."
"Later, as my influence gradually grew, they stopped being so presumptuous."
Ji Xueyun spoke lightly.
But Bai Zihe knew that the situation was likely far from as simple as she described.
"These people."
"They merely see me growing step by step, threatening their positions, and now they want to stir up some trouble again."
A flicker of anger crossed Ji Xueyun's face.
"Since that's the case..."
A cold glint continuously flashed in Bai Zihe's star-like eyes. "Second senior sister, let's go together and resolve this matter once and for all, freeing you from future worries."
The matter was thus decided.
At the time of the banquet.
Bai Zihe and Ji Xueyun arrived together at the appointed venue, the Imperial Dynasty Club.
"Mr. Bai, Miss Ji."
"Please come in, please come in."
Wang Ao, one of the chieftains of the underworld, stood up as soon as he saw them enter and spoke with feigned politeness.
The other chieftains also chimed in.
"Mr. Bai, Miss Ji, you've finally arrived."
"You've kept us waiting."
"Please sit!"
Each of them wore a forced smile, and the atmosphere had the makings of a Hongmen Banquet.
Bai Zihe didn't consider them worth his attention and directly pulled out a chair, sitting down with broad strokes.
Ji Xueyun also took a seat beside him.
"My time is precious."
Bai Zihe's cold eyes swept over everyone, and he said in a clear voice, "Whatever you have to say, spit it out quickly, don't waste time."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed.
This Bai Zihe...
Was truly arrogant.
"Mr. Bai is a straightforward person, so I'll speak frankly."
Wang Ao stood up, squinting his eyes as he surveyed the two.
"You..."
"First you destroyed Yuelong Villa, and now you've taken over Mingyue Tower. Your appetite is too large, isn't it? Aren't you afraid of choking to death?"
As his words fell.
The atmosphere in the entire private room became heavy.
Wang Ao's intention was also the intention of all the chieftains present. They all stared at Bai Zihe, their gazes turning cold.
"Then how do you think it should be?"
Bai Zihe said noncommittally, sneering, and glanced sideways at Wang Ao.
Wang Ao smiled sinisterly.
"We think..."
He exchanged glances with all the chieftains, then said in a deep voice, "You, Bai Zihe, should stay in your Su Hang."
"The provincial capital's waters are too deep, you can't handle them."
"Whatever you've gained during this period, you must spit it all out, lest you choke to death!"
These words amused Bai Zihe.
He looked at Wang Ao with a smile, but his voice turned icy. "It's not impossible for me to spit it out, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it!"
Bai Zihe didn't want to waste time.
Since he had come this time...
Either he would beat them into submission, and they would be obedient from then on!
Or he would eliminate them all, saving himself from endless trouble of them repeatedly coming to pester him!
Several chieftains nodded at each other.
Wang Ao said, "Since that's the case, let's set the rules."
"Each of our factions will send three masters, a total of twenty-one from seven factions."
"Bai Zihe, you also find twenty-one people."
"A total of forty-two people from both sides, engaging in a series of duels. The side whose person remains last will handle Mingyue Tower and Yuelong Villa, how about it?"
Fighting...
This method was very good, simple and brutal, quick, and more importantly... familiar.
Bai Zihe had no reason to refuse. "No problem."
"I'm too lazy to go back and call people. I'll be fighting on our side, do you have any objections?"
As these words came out, the pupils of all the underworld bosses contracted.
There were not no powerful fighters among them.
But after reaching their status, they almost never risked their lives fighting anymore.
Therefore, the wealthier and more prestigious people were, the more they cherished their lives. This was the reason – weapons were merciless, and if they were injured somewhere, wouldn't they cry to death!
But Bai Zihe...
Was not playing by the rules.
"No problem!"
"Mr. Bai, since you have this interest, we will naturally satisfy you."
"It's settled then."
"We will summon the masters now."
All the bosses had excited expressions on their faces.
Since Bai Zihe was so arrogant, they would naturally show him some color, preferably letting him die on the stage.
At that time.
Not only would he have to return Yuelong Villa and Mingyue Tower,
Even Ji Xueyun's influence, without Bai Zihe's backing, would be divided among them.
This was a great opportunity!
Ten minutes later.
The seven major factions chose a square actually controlled by Wang Ao to set up the stage.
Twenty-one masters stepped forward.
Just standing there, they exuded a strong sense of pressure.
Each of them was a battle-hardened master, stained with blood.
"Bai Zihe."
"These are the three masters from my Fire God Gang."
"They are nicknamed 'Overlord Blade,' 'Raging Dragon,' and 'Pale Scholar'."
Wang Ao smiled proudly, pointing to his capable subordinates, his face full of arrogance.
"Overlord Blade excels with the saber, once splitting a speeding truck in half with a single strike, its power is unparalleled!"
"Raging Dragon is skilled with his fists, a Xiantian Martial Master, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks with one punch. You, watch your head!"
"Pale Scholar excels with hidden weapons, having killed ninety-nine masters with his folding fan. You will be the hundredth!"
As his words fell.
The three masters all straightened up proudly, looking down on everyone.
As if.
Bai Zihe was already fish on a chopping block, destined to be slaughtered by them.
Next.
The chieftains of the other six factions also introduced their masters one after another.
Bai Zihe was too lazy to listen.
He walked directly to the center of the stage, his contemptuous gaze sweeping over everyone. "You don't need to keep barking like dogs."
"In my eyes..."
"All of these so-called masters present, every single one of them, are trash!"
"Come up together and die!"
As these words were spoken, the entire scene erupted in an uproar.
Normally.
Their fame was enough to make others wet themselves and scare crying children!
But now, being so disdained by Bai Zihe, they were so angry their chests were about to explode, glaring at Bai Zihe.
Hiss!
Twenty-one masters, all moved.
Instantly.
The entire stage was filled with a murderous aura, any slight disturbance could be an attack from someone else.
In the blink of an eye, they had reached within ten feet of Bai Zihe!
But at this moment.
A chilling killing intent, centered on Bai Zihe, swept wildly in all directions.
As soon as it touched the masters, it sent them flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground, blood flowing from their mouths and noses.
All the bosses, all the masters, were terrified.
Just the killing intent was so terrifying...
How terrifying must their strength be!
Whoosh!
The next moment.
A line of figures descended from the sky, landing before them.
These people were all dressed uniformly, wearing white long robes, each carrying a long sword on their backs, yet they were all kneeling.
It was actually a row of sword slaves!