Lure the Tiger from the Mountain

Clearly, Wang Er hated Bai Ze even more. If not for him, he would probably have completed the task assigned by the Snake Hall Master long ago.

Now the other Leopard Hall members had come to reinforce them. Clearly, the opportunity had already been lost.

But even if the mission had failed, he still had to kill the man before him before leaving.

Though they had not dealt Leopard Hall a devastating blow, killing their Deputy Hall Master and severing Black Panther's left arm would mean this trip had not been in vain.

Smack!

With a crisp sound, the unstoppable saber directly chopped the longsword in two.

But Bai Ze took the chance to break free from the other's attack range and retreat backward.

Seeing this, Wang Er's expression darkened even further. After shooting Bai Ze a vicious look, he directly called for his men to retreat.

Seeing a large number of Leopard Hall members rushing over in support, Zhao Peng also let out a breath of relief. After all, the enemy's strength could not be underestimated.

Turning sideways, he respectfully said, "Thank you, Brother Bai, for saving me this time. Otherwise, I would have left my life here."

"From now on, if there is anything I can do, I will never refuse."

"It's nothing."

Hearing this, Bai Ze nodded with a faint smile. "We're brothers from the same family. There's no need to be so polite."

"I can see that you're seriously injured as well. Hurry back and have your wounds treated. Leave this place to me."

"Thanks."

Zhao Peng clearly understood his own condition. After cupping his fists and thanking him once more, he finally turned and left.

Bai Ze then had the gang members below begin clearing the battlefield and tallying the casualties from this battle. Those who needed treatment were treated, and those who belonged in the mass grave were thrown into the mass grave.

After getting a clear understanding of the situation, he returned to his residence, intending to report once Black Panther came back.

Meanwhile,

Black Panther, having received an invitation from the Old Gang Leader, was currently on the third floor of Wanfu Building.

Aside from him and Scarred Leopard, the Hall Masters and Deputy Hall Masters from the other two halls had basically all arrived as well.

Although they had already torn off all pretense, they still appeared to be chatting and laughing merrily on the surface.

At that moment, a Leopard Hall underling suddenly walked in and whispered something into Black Panther's ear.

The others at the table exchanged glances, their lips curling slightly as they continued drinking on their own.

After all, the uglier Black Panther's expression became, the happier they were.

Black Panther's face was now as black as charcoal, vicious light surging from his eyes. He then fiercely slapped the underling who had just left.

He angrily shouted, "Fuck you! Is such a trivial matter worth making such a fuss over?"

"Can't you see the Old Gang Leader is still here? Whatever it is, once I go back, won't it be easy to settle?"

"Get the hell out! You worthless thing with no sense at all!"

"Yes, yes."

The underling did not dare resist in the slightest. He nodded repeatedly and hurriedly backed out.

After the man left, Black Panther's expression was still somewhat ugly, but he pretended that nothing had happened and burst into laughter. "My apologies. The people below don't understand the rules. Come, let us all raise a cup to the Old Gang Leader."

"Thank you for all the help you've given us over the years. Though you'll soon be passing on your position, that's only natural. After all, the waves behind drive on those before them!"

Hmph.

The Old Gang Leader, Black Tiger, snorted coldly, but he still drained his cup in one go.

After all, it was not only him who understood the meaning behind those words. Everyone around them understood as well.

From berating the underling at the beginning to saying that the waves behind drove on those before them, Black Panther had been mocking the Old Gang Leader at every turn.

Otherwise, what did he mean by saying that once he returned, everything could be easily resolved? And who, exactly, were these waves behind?

Black Tiger's face was as dark as still water. Without betraying any emotion, he said, "Indeed. Sometimes, rules must still be observed. The people below should be managed when they need to be managed, or else they can only be replaced when the time comes."

"I am already old. Once Black Wind takes over, I will still have to rely on all of you for your support!"

Upon hearing the Old Gang Leader say this, everyone aside from the Black Panther and Scarred Leopard brothers hurriedly responded.

"Of course, of course."

"Old Gang Leader, listen to yourself. Isn't that simply what we ought to do?"

"That's right. Just rest assured."

"We all know the Young Gang Leader. He will certainly lead us to greater heights."

Hmph.

Black Panther and Scarred Leopard clearly did not agree with the words of those around them.

After letting out a cold snort, Black Panther rose to his feet and said in a deep voice, "Old Gang Leader, forgive me, but there are still some matters at Leopard Hall that require me to personally handle them."

"When you celebrate your grand birthday this year, I will properly keep you company for a few drinks. I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, he did not wait to hear what Black Tiger had to say before pushing open the door and leaving.

The people around them looked at one another. Seeing the gloom in each other's eyes, they immediately began cursing loudly.

"Gang Leader, Black Panther is too outrageous. You're still here, yet he dared to leave first."

"Isn't that so? I think he wants to climb into the sky!"

"If Leopard Hall hadn't been stirring up trouble some time ago, would we have gone to war with the Ten Thousand Blades Sect?"

"Right, we must teach him a lesson."

The Old Gang Leader watched the people around him speak up for him, yet his expression did not change in the slightest.

They looked loyal and devoted, but how many of them were sincere?

They appeared to support him now, but were they not also using Black Panther's hand to test him again and again?

Once they learned that his injuries were too serious and that his strength was far inferior to what it had once been, they certainly would not behave as they did now.

Yet Black Tiger had dominated for decades. His intimidating power remained, and he was also a Blood Changing Realm expert. Without absolute strength, they did not dare act rashly.

Though they did not know what gave Black Panther the nerve to act this way, that did not stop them from using the opportunity to test him.

Meanwhile,

Black Panther and Scarred Leopard returned to their hall with gloomy expressions. After learning the full details from Bai Ze, they flew into a furious rage.

Black Panther's face was dark as he suppressed his anger and said, "I understand. This matter will absolutely not end like this."

"Notify everyone below to gather and prepare their defenses. If they dare send people again, no matter who it is, make sure they come but never return."

"Yes."

Bai Ze and the others respectfully acknowledged the order. After cupping their fists, they immediately went out to arrange the tasks he had assigned.

Once everyone had left, Black Panther could no longer hold himself back. He viciously smashed the teacup in his hand to the floor and roared in fury.

Smack!

"Fuck! I knew that old bastard had no good intentions when he invited me. So it was a scheme to lure the tiger from the mountain, to break through our hall while we were away!"

"I had originally intended to let him live a few more days, but now he insists on courting death!"

"Go tell the County Magistrate immediately. I want to make my move early."

Scarred Leopard hurriedly stopped him and advised, "Big Brother, there's no need to get angry with someone who is about to die."

"Our arrangements over there are not yet complete. Acting rashly would have quite an impact."

"It is only a matter of sooner or later anyway. What harm is there in letting him live a few more days?"

Hmph. Let him live a few more days, then.

After hearing Scarred Leopard's words and giving it some thought, Black Panther calmed down as well. However, his face remained gloomy, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.