"This..."
At Zhao Tianyu's question, Xing Butou immediately felt an invisible pressure bear down on him. His confidence faltered.
Though he was a constable with a Bone Refining Realm cultivation, he still had to tread carefully before a young master of the Zhao Family, one of Zhaojiang City's Three Great Families. He dared not offend him lightly.
Besides, what he was doing today was not something he wanted brought to light.
"I only came to discuss a case with the Black Dragon Gang's leader."
Xing Butou answered evasively.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Zhao Tianyu didn't press him further. Instead, he turned his gaze to Liu Chu. "Actually, whether it's the Green Tiger Gang, the Wild Wolf Gang, or the Black Dragon Gang, none of them are worth my attention."
"Here in the eastern district of Zhaojiang City, no matter which gang wins the contests between the larger and smaller gangs, they all have to pay tribute to my Zhao Family. And my family doesn't care who wins or loses."
His voice was calm, yet full of disdain.
But Liu Chu and Xing Butou both knew that Zhao Tianyu had every right to be so arrogant.
Many of Zhaojiang City's industries were controlled by the Three Great Families. In the eastern district, the Zhao Family called the shots.
Whether they were gangs or families, all had to treat them with reverence.
A single word from the Zhao Family could decide whether a gang in the eastern district lived or died, and whether a minor family flourished or fell.
It could be said that if a young master of the Zhao Family put the word out, gangs like the Black Dragon Gang would scramble to serve him.
Because if they managed to please him, one word from him could win their gang