"If you need anything, be sure to seek help from White Night. We're your strongest backing."
After they had discussed all the details, Wen Hong earnestly instructed Le Yu with tears in her eyes. It made him realize that the White Night Walkers really were all warmhearted people—even a traitor like Yin Yinyin was so considerate. Fortunately, when he had first put on this disguise, he had lowered his favorability with Profound Candle White Night to "indifferent." Otherwise, he might already have become one of its core members.
However, Wen Hong's request was exactly what Le Yu wanted.
Ever since the ambush in the alley half a month ago, Le Yu had been simmering with anger. He wasn't made of clay. He had nearly been surrounded and violated by dozens of burly men. If not for Mu Qingmei's help, he really would have had to surrender Jing Zhengwei's first drop of blood. How could he not be angry?
It was just that the newspaper had been in a critical period, and Le Yu didn't know who had sent those people. That was why he had swallowed his anger and dealt with the Youth Newspaper first.
Moreover, even if Le Yu had known who sent them, he had no good way to retaliate. Jing Zhengwei had no private armed forces. Even after being beaten, he could only ask the Jing family to stand up for him. As for how much effort the Jing family would expend for their Eldest Young Master, that wasn't something Le Yu could decide.
If he hadn't lacked the Monkey King's staff, who wouldn't want to storm Heaven Palace?
The Silver Blood Society had also given the Jing family an explanation. Apparently, the attackers were from the Heavenly Sword Gang, the second-largest gang in the outer city.