At that moment, Zhao Dingkang saw the black iron gates of Jinxi Elegant Garden slowly opening ahead. The corners of his mouth lifted. "Mister Red Ghost took the bait."
As the black iron gates opened, Zhao Dingkang's men all retreated. After waiting for a moment, they saw a middle-aged man walk out of the garden.
He was tall and slender, with steady steps. He looked like some sort of steward.
The man nodded with a smile. "I'm Song Chang, the steward of Jinxi Elegant Garden. Brothers, Mister Red Ghost has invited you all to meet him in the main hall."
The men froze. They had originally thought that Mister Red Ghost would drive them away, or even beat them to death.
That way, they could use this opportunity to make a scene, then have the Local Security Bureau intervene. They could follow Zhao Dingkang's instructions and disgust the captain of the third team.
But unexpectedly, Mister Red Ghost actually wanted to see them.
For a moment, the men were unsure what to do, and they looked toward a man with a small mustache.
The man was Cao Xiong. He was the one who had shouted the loudest earlier, and he was also Zhao Dingkang's trusted aide.
Everyone looked to him as their backbone. Now that they needed to make a decision, they naturally had to see what he thought.
But how could Cao Xiong make that decision?
He had heard of Mister Red Ghost's fearsome reputation as well. Anyone who could establish himself in a place like Qingmu City, where he had no foundation at all, was certainly no ordinary person.
To be honest, Cao Xiong was unwilling to go inside. Who knew what might happen after they entered?
But he did not dare turn around and leave, either. Zhao