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Sang Biao stared wide-eyed, unable to believe his ears.

How dare this young man say such things to the underworld boss of the provincial capital?

But he dared not refute, and could only nod repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes... I will definitely pass on the message..."

Su Hao withdrew his foot, casually extorted five million from Sang Biao, and then said indifferently, "Get lost."

Sang Biao felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled to his feet, helped up the two equally disheveled bodyguards, and fled the Li family home without looking back.

Looking at the mess in the living room and then at Su Hao's calm and collected face, Li Qiuchan couldn't help but sigh: "Su Hao, Wang Long has many powerful forces and backers behind him, so he's not easy to deal with."

Su Hao sat down on the sofa, picked up an apple, took a bite, and mumbled, "So what? He came to provoke me, I can't just cower like a coward, can I? Besides, my third master taught me a principle: if someone tries to step on you, just break their legs. That way, no one will dare to step on you again."

"Alright, but if you fight in the future, go outside and fight. Don't make a mess of the house," Li Qiuchan reminded her.

"I will be careful."

Su Hao nodded: "I'll find someone to clean it up later, anyway, I have the money."

"I really can't do anything with you." Li Qiuchan went upstairs to contact someone.

Su Hao then dialed Yang Bao's number: "Hey? Yang Bao, come to Yunxi Bay now."

Yang Bao arrived in a great hurry in less than twenty minutes.

As soon as he entered the room, before he could even speak, Su Hao suddenly attacked, kicking him in the chest.

Yang Bao was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the courtyard, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

He clutched his chest, struggled to his feet, and looked at Su Hao with a blank expression: "Mr. Su... I... what did I do wrong?"

"You secretly contacted Wang Long, and even considered defecting to him. Do you think I didn't know?"

Yang Bao's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He knelt on the ground with a thud, his voice trembling with tears: "Mr. Su! I'm innocent! It was Wang Long who came to me, supporting Tian Xi and suppressing my territory. He threatened me, saying that if I didn't listen to him, he would make it impossible for me and my brothers to survive in Jinling! I had no choice but to pretend to cooperate with him! I never intended to betray you!"

Su Hao stared at him for a long time to make sure he wasn't lying before he finally suppressed his murderous aura.

"Get up." Su Hao turned and walked back to the living room.

"I'll let it go this time, but if there's a next time, you know the consequences."

Yang Bao quickly scrambled to his feet, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and cautiously followed behind Su Hao: "Mr. Su, rest assured, you saved my life, and I will never do anything to betray you!"

Su Hao sat down on the sofa, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then slowly said, "I have two things for you to do. First, drive Tian Xi out of Jinling. Tell him he must leave today, or else bury him alive in a mass grave on the outskirts of the city."

Yang Bao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly nodded, "Understood!"

"Secondly, select thirty loyal and reliable men from your ranks who are physically strong. I will personally train them. Within half a month, I want them to be able to take over all of Wang Long's territory in the provincial capital."

A glint of excitement flashed in Yang Bao's eyes, and he nodded emphatically: "Yes, Mr. Su!"

After he left, Song Xiaoxiao came out of the kitchen on the first floor.

She had seen everything that had just happened.

"Su Hao, you've only been in Jinling for a short time, yet you've already taken control of the entire underworld. Have you ever thought about running your own underground force? With your abilities, you could easily build an underground empire even larger than the Black Dragon Society."

Su Hao shook his head, his tone indifferent: "I have no interest in the struggles of the underworld. It's like an adult not fighting with a bunch of kids over toys. Unless someone deliberately provokes me, I won't get involved in those things."

Looking at him, Song Xiaoxiao felt a surge of indescribable emotions.

This man, despite possessing the power to overturn a city, always maintained a sense of detachment and restraint.

That's the true charm.

Meanwhile, at this moment, in Kawashima Buda's villa.

A young woman dressed in a black kimono, with a cold and stern face, stood in the center of the empty living room, her gaze sweeping coldly over her surroundings.

Her name is Senju Oto. She is one of the most outstanding ninjas of the younger generation of the Senju family, and also a special ninja, equivalent to a grandmaster in the ancient Chinese martial arts world.

She was ordered to come to Jinling to investigate the reason for the disappearance of two Chunin, but only found some residual drug stains on the floor.

The villa's surveillance system was also deliberately damaged, leaving no valuable clues.

"Lord Yin, we have investigated those who have recently had conflicts with the Kawashima family." A subordinate knelt on one knee and respectfully reported to his superior.

"The prime suspect is a young man named Su Hao. He was a party involved on the night of Kawashima Ryūfū's death, and also the last target of the two Chunin sent by Kawashima Buda."

A cold glint flashed in Senju's eyes: "Su Hao... have you investigated his background thoroughly?"

"We are investigating, but so far we only know that he is the driver of the president of the Li Group, and also a martial arts practitioner who has recently gained fame in Jinling."

The specific strength level has not yet been determined.

Senju Oto was silent for a moment, then coldly uttered two words: "Search. Even if you have to turn Jinling upside down, find him for me."

"yes!"

......

It was almost noon, and the sun was shining brightly.

Su Hao was sitting in the living room, flipping through a copy of "Huangdi Neijing" that he had taken from Li Zhongguo's study, while Song Xiaoxiao was curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone.

As for Li Qiuchan, she went shopping with her best friend Wen Lan.

The three of them were all doing well, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

Suddenly, Song Xiaoxiao's phone rang.

She glanced at the screen and answered the phone: "Feed? Mountain Butterfly? What's wrong?"

Duan Shandie's clear voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with concern: "Xiaoxiao, how is Su Hao now? I'm worried that he injured someone at the martial arts gym yesterday; will he be arrested by the Surveillance Department?"

Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry, he's fine. He's sitting in my living room reading a book right now. The people from the Inspection Department did come by yesterday, but they didn't do anything to him. They just chatted for a bit and then left."

"That's good, that's good!" Duan Shandie visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice became more lively.

"Are you free at noon? I'd like to treat you to a meal to properly thank Su Hao for saving my life yesterday!"

"Sure, we're free anyway," Song Xiaoxiao replied.

"Where should we eat?"

"I know a good restaurant in the city center. I'll send you the address."

"good!"

After Duan Shandie sent her the location, Song Xiaoxiao and Su Hao changed their clothes and drove to the designated restaurant.

The restaurant is located on a bustling street in the old city of Jinling. It is a three-story antique-style building with blue bricks and gray tiles, upturned eaves and corners, and a black plaque with gold characters hanging at the entrance: Zuixianlou (Drunken Immortal Restaurant).

As soon as Su Hao and Song Xiaoxiao reached the door, they discovered that the entire restaurant had been booked out, with several bodyguards in black suits standing at the entrance, giving off an air of "keep away."

Duan Shandie peeked out from inside the door, saw the two of them, and quickly waved, "Xiaoxiao! Su Hao! Come in quickly!"

The two followed Duan Shandie into the restaurant, through the lobby, and into a luxurious private room on the second floor.

The private room was very large, with a huge mahogany round table in the center, which was already filled with exquisite cold dishes and snacks.

But what caught Su Hao's attention were the two people sitting in the main seat.

One was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a robust build, a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. He was dressed in a dark blue Tang suit and sat there with an air of authority that commanded respect without anger.

His hands were rough, with large knuckles and a thick layer of calluses on the base of his thumb, clearly indicating that he had practiced external martial arts for many years.

The other was an elderly man in his seventies, thin, wearing a gray long gown, with gray hair, a gaunt face, but vigorous spirit and bright, piercing eyes.

Su Hao could tell at a glance that the old man had old, hidden injuries, and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees. Now, his qi and blood were declining, and he was already nearing the end of his life.

Beside the old man sat a young man in his early twenties, dressed in an expensive suit, with slicked-back hair, legs crossed, and an arrogant demeanor.

His gaze swept over Su Hao and Song Xiaoxiao, a disdainful sneer playing on his lips...