Some endings were merely preludes to death.
The outer district of Profound Candle Prefecture, Hongxin Eatery's offal shop.
"Offal" referred to pork, beef, and chicken organs. The good cuts of livestock were expensive, while offal was disliked because it was difficult to clean and had a fishy stench. However, Dongyang Profound Candle was a major trading port and a spice-producing region. Countless servants picked spices on Dongyang's soil, so spices that cost their weight in gold elsewhere were cheap here.
Offal prepared with spices became a delicacy for ordinary people craving a good meal. Damen Stone Street had quite a few offal shops, but the most famous was Hongxin Eatery, a century-old establishment passed down through several generations and deeply trusted by the people of the outer district.
It was also favored by gang members.
Unlike the Upper Class, who chose private rooms for secret negotiations, gang negotiations relied on numbers and intimidation. Whenever a gang needed to negotiate, they would clear out Hongxin Eatery.
The two sides would park their vehicles, sit down, eat a pot of offal, and discuss their business.
The gangs that had come to Hongxin Eatery tonight to eat offal and negotiate were the Azure Rainbow Gang and the Black Sun Society.
No one ate the offal.
The business had been settled.
"Jing Zhengfeng, this is the Azure Rainbow Gang's position?" Bare-chested, Wu Renxing lay on the floor, staring at the gun muzzle pressed against his forehead. His expression was grim, but he showed no fear. "Right now, our two families are bound together. You choose to point a gun at me now, and soon White Night's people will be pointing guns at you."
The enormous Hongxin Eatery was now a complete mess. Tables and chairs were scattered across the floor, while steaming, richly fragrant