The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

The last three days of parting were as quiet as a dead body; everywhere was proclaiming that you were dead, preparing to return to the mainland to rest in peace.

But Huang Zhiyu is very busy.

The benefits of letting Huang Feiyang go back then are now becoming apparent, as the hidden supply chain is being gradually uncovered.

Gangs are best at solving problems with violence.

Most betel nut stands and tourist attractions in the northern region have closed down because a large number of gangsters were loitering at the entrances, forcing Huang Feiyang to send out the person in charge to cede shares and pay compensation.

The Five Lakes Gang generates revenue once again.

Everyone thought that Huang Feiyang, forced into a corner, would give his all in one last dance to disrupt Huang Zhiyi's dragon head inauguration ceremony.

However, the dragon head ceremony proceeded smoothly.

Huang Feiyang appeared at the dock wearing a mask and a hat.

He gazed at the city behind him, a cold smile on his face.

He knew that Huang had spared his life only because he wanted his money.

I gave it to you!

He did lose this game, but it doesn't matter.

Where there is life, there is hope.

No one could have imagined that Huang Feiyang didn't have a final dance; he actually ran away.

He queued for ticket inspection in a cheerful mood, and the smile on his face never left.

He's almost been traumatized by Huang.

Finally, he beat Huang Shi for once.

He dreams about Huang's stinky face.

That was awesome!

Until he saw the ticket inspector's face on the stairs.

Good news, it's not Huang something.

The bad news is he's a hairy, scarred man.

He instantly broke out in a cold sweat, but tried to remain calm, attempting to use the covering on his body to deceive the others.

Until he realized the ticket inspector was following him.

He knew he had been recognized.

He knew that even fully armed, his aura was hard to conceal.

"Remember not to wear hairline powder in your next life, or it'll all smudge when you sweat."

Ah Jie sneered and walked towards Huang Feiyang.

That old bastard almost got away with it.

Fortunately, the Crown Prince mentioned that Huang Feiyang knew how to apply hairline powder, as his forehead would turn black when he sweated.

"I'll give you money, and you can let me go."

"Go tell Ah-Qiang when you go to hell."

...

The ancestral hall was filled with the smoke of incense, and the dim red candlelight flickered.

The carved beams and pillars were old and solemn. The room was filled with two rows of burly men dressed in black, each with a tense expression and a cold aura. No one dared to make a sound.

The main hall's incense table should have originally housed the ancestral tablets of dragon heads from various dynasties.

However, the Five Lakes Gang was established by Huang Feiyang.

No one but him is qualified to be ranked here.

But with Ah Jie's return, Huang Feiyang's place can now be moved up.

The big star naturally took on the role of host:

No script needed, just speak freely:

"To all my fellow brothers and comrades, seniors and colleagues: "

The old leader is gone, but the succession is orderly and the rules are clear.

Today, Huang Zhiyu is hereby appointed as the new leader of the Five Lakes Gang, to carry on the ancestral temple's incense offerings, continue the foundation of the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world), hold the power of life and death in the gang, and be responsible for the safety, honor, and disgrace of all the brothers under his command.

From this moment forward, all matters, large and small, within the hall shall be decided by the leader; all dealings between the legitimate and illegitimate worlds shall be regulated by the leader.

Huang Zhiyu walked slowly up from below the stage, wearing a neatly tailored black matte long dress.

She was tall and slender with sharp, cold shoulders. Her long hair was neatly tied up, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks, adding to her cold and fierce aura.

His eyebrows and eyes were long and sharp, his pupils were cold and expressionless, and his red lips were pressed into a cold, hard line. When he didn't smile, he had an intimidating sense of pressure.

She walked slowly across the bluestone ground, the sound of her heels echoing clearly in the silent ancestral hall.

As she surveyed the entire scene, her gaze swept over the crowd of her underlings, who all instinctively lowered their heads and held their breath, not daring to meet her eyes. They raised their hands to accept the token symbolizing the dragon's authority, their fingertips white yet sharp and angular.

She said, "Today I take over the position of leader of the Five Lakes Gang and make a promise. According to the rules of the Five Lakes Gang, anyone who breaks this promise will die by the sword."

Unsurprisingly, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

This is something Huang Zhiyu has been pursuing for the first half of his life, and today he has actually obtained it.

But at that moment, her mind began to wander into memories.

What does it take to go from a tool that dies like dust in gang wars to a rising gang boss?

The answer is three months plus the distance.

So she looked around the audience but couldn't find Lu Yuan.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart, and she rushed out of the ancestral hall.

Good news, the journey is long and the road hasn't been traveled.

Bad news: Lu Yuan is discussing leaving with A Jie.

"Ah Jie, what's it like to be on a boat?"

"It doesn't feel very secure, it feels unsteady."

"I'd like to try it once. Could you buy me a ticket back to the mainland?"

Lu Yuan really wanted to experience it.

Because he has been afraid of water since he was a child, and he can't swim, let alone ride a boat.

It feels good to experience it here.

Lu Yuan's face was full of excitement.

"Didn't you promise me you wouldn't leave?"

"I was lying to you."

"The Five Lakes Gang's rule is that anyone who breaks a promise will die by the sword."

"Oh, then go ahead and kill me."

Lu Yuan's departure this time was not simply about finding a way to escape.

He genuinely wanted to go back to the mainland for a visit.

Because he became curious about this simulated world.

So I want to go back to the familiar Nanjiang to see if this is indeed a parallel world.

If it really is a parallel world, that would be interesting.

He wanted to see familiar places, familiar people... and whether there was another road ahead.

Things have calmed down here; he has done everything he needed to do.

There's no point in staying.

And in response to this statement...

Surprisingly, Ah-Jie was the first to react.

He wisely turned his head away and returned to guard the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Huang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes, his first reaction being to lean closer and stare at Lu Yuan.

She said, "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"The dead become ghosts; it's hard to say whether this is an act of harm or a reproductive act."

"Then it's both."

Huang Zhiyu grabbed Lu Yuan's body.

She bit him hard on the shoulder, drawing blood.

Before Lu Yuan could even cry out in pain, she switched targets and kissed him on the lips.

She said, "Have I grown up?"

"I've grown up."

"Provide me with a detailed perspective to support your conclusion."

"Before, they would shoot me with a gun; now they just bite me. Before, they would rape me all the time; now they just kiss me."

"Is restraint the same as growing up?"

"Growing up means stopping demanding things."

"What if I insist on forcing it?"

"Butterflies don't stay on flowers that are swaying wildly."

Lu Yuan's hand swayed from side to side in mid-air.

"Dude, the crazy swinging doesn't mean you still need to practice, it means you're refusing."