The Banquet Ends

The banquet instantly became clearly divided. Those around Ba Di would become his future subordinates. Although they were cooperating with him in a subservient manner at present, no one could predict the true nature of people's hearts. What they wanted might be even greater, but getting it from Ba Di would not be so easy.

"Your skill in understanding people's hearts is quite adept."

Ba Di smiled and admired them. They were undoubtedly very skilled. They knew what they needed to do at this moment and were completely on Ba Di's side without hesitation. They even brought along three Family who were weaker than them but had always been on their side.

Ba Di didn't mind if they figured out his thoughts; on the contrary, he preferred his subordinates to understand his thinking, what they could and couldn't do, and to be as clever as possible not to overstep their bounds. Essentially, he wasn't a cruel person.

But ever since he Suicide Slum, he has been known as a tyrant. The entire underworld of the Metropolis actually calls him a tyrant, but he will not hesitate to order his people to be killed if they offend him.

They have faith in others, to the Delirium and madness, believing them to be a bright guiding light in this murky world.

Those who fear others tremble in fear; they are also ruthless, indifferent, selfish, and tyrannical kings who rule the land.

Of course, he didn't need to explain any of this; he could simply continue with his own plans and rule.

For them to leave their Family and board his ship meant they would become his subordinates. They might have thought it would be a lower-level collaboration, but to Ba Di, they were subordinates. Ba Di wouldn't hesitate to give them what they wanted when something was offered to him that was beneficial to him.

The Dodge Family head, who led the way, received a 30% increase in profits, while the Dodge family head received 20%.

This pleased them, and smiles appeared on their faces. The Dodge Family Head smiled particularly brightly, and deliberately raised an eyebrow at the Colvin Family Head. Now they also had 70% of the benefits, which meant they were on par with their old rival, the Colvin Family Head. He deliberately made a sarcastic remark to the Colvin Family Head, who was usually taciturn and unsmiling, and gave him a stern, impassive, and polite glare.

The Dodge Family Head disagreed. He knew that beneath the feigned aristocratic etiquette of the Colvin Family Head, he was secretly itching to have gotten there first, and that Colvin had missed his chance.

This pleased the Dodge Family Head; seeing his old rival unhappy was his greatest joy.

They fought for their entire lives, and they knew each other well. In the end, neither of them was willing to admit defeat. The only thing left to do was to see who would live the longest, who would die first, or whose Family would fall first.

Ba Di was incredibly perceptive, observing their subtle movements and mutual dissatisfaction.

This feeling is like that of an emperor, with a balance of power among his subordinates, which puts him at ease. This feeling of sitting on the throne, having others guess his thoughts and flatter him, is wonderful.

Whether it was an act or their true nature, it pleased Ba Di.

Satisfaction is enough.

Ba Di smiled.

The banquet was clearly divided into two groups. Ba Di's side had formed a new team led by Ba Di, and many people who came to the banquet from their own Family subconsciously came over and separated from their Family.

During the banquet, the crowd had already subtly divided into three groups.

A group of seven Family, led by Ba Di.

A group of old Family, with Yada Edge still in charge of the Family Alliance.

The other group consisted of people who were uninvolved and simply there to attend the banquet. Of course, their status was not low. For example, the woman in the purple evening dress who dared to speak boldly had a glint in her eyes as she looked at Ba Di. She hadn't expected that Ba Di could so easily split his Family and bring seven Family to his side. This ability was somewhat terrifying and outstanding, which aroused her interest.

Amidst the hushed conversations, each team rediscovered their own identity.

The banquet hall was softly lit and brightly colored.

At one point, the subtle discussions and whispers gradually ceased.

The hall suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone stood still and adjusted their positions in perfect unison, thus creating an empty passageway in the center of the hall, much like the Chu River and Han Border in a game of chess.

A furious gaze, an barely suppressed hostility, glared from the boundary, as if demanding, "Why did you betray your Family?" Yada Edge's dark face was extremely ugly, his eyelids clenched, and he stared at Ba Di with chillingly deep eyes.

He did ask why they betrayed their Family and what incentives Ba Di had given them, but none of the family heads were willing to answer. They knew that if the news got out, they would be excluded from the scheme. They understood that this matter was far too significant, so significant that the United States government would spare no expense to frame them and replace them.

This cannot be said.

Only the Colvin Family Head subtly reminded him.

"Yada Edge, I have been in charge of the Colvin Family for fifty years, and it has become more and more prosperous. Why is that? It is because I follow the trend and naturally flow with the river into the ocean. Sometimes, if you think of yourself as the ocean, you can't tell whether the water is salty or fresh."

The words of the Colvin Family Head seemed more sarcastic, but they were also a piece of advice for him, telling him not to fight against the prevailing trend, or he would be crushed by its wheels and unable to recover.

Yada Edge couldn't believe it. He thought his old nobles were just arrogant beyond measure. Only today did he see through their pretentious aristocratic airs. His face was filled with anger and cold snorts.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ba Di crossed the empty crosswalk, his tall, imposing figure exuding a majestic aura, moving like a mountain to stand before Yada Edge.

Yada Edge seemed to be having a hallucination, seeing the mountaintop above the clouds, with Ba Di looking down at him. He knew it was an illusion, but it was hard not to imagine it that way.

Because in front of Ba Di, Ba Di was like a ferocious beast. Their innate life levels were different. Even the air he breathed seemed to be able to be turned into sharp arrows to kill people at will. That kind of pressure was especially immense.

Ba Di ignored Yada Edge and instead apologized to his wife. If he had known that this mature and classic woman was already married, he would not have chosen to spend a night with a married woman unless absolutely necessary.

Because this is an insult to marriage, an insult to other people's marriage, and also an insult to one's own marriage. This stems from the tragedy of his past life, a tragedy he is unwilling to repeat.

Yada Edge's wife paused for a moment, then politely said it was alright. Clearly, from her words and actions, she was a true noblewoman, raised in a well-bred aristocratic family, impeccably so.

After such an apology, Ba Di finally turned his attention to Yada Edge, who, upon seeing Yada Edge 'Ba Di behavior, was already glaring at Ba Di with rage, wishing he could tear him apart.

He had worked his way up from poverty, and although he was shrewd, he lacked refinement. His anger was already evident on his face, and his wife's arm, which she was holding, was trembling with rage.

He felt that Ba Di was talking to his wife and was being disrespectful to him again. He didn't need to suppress his anger anymore; if he did, he would be a coward.

Since the confrontation is already out in the open, there's no need for any hypocritical expressions of goodwill.

"Ba Miu Luo Di!"

He growled deeply, his eyes flashing with a cold, fierce light.

Do you think I'm arrogant, rude, conceited, and ungrateful?

"Why should I give you face and join the ' Family '?"

"Be my dog?"

Ba Di looked down at him, half a head taller than Yada Edge, his eyes devoid of emotion, as if he were an ant looking down on him.

In Ba Di's eyes, he was an ant, someone who could be killed with a single glance.

From the moment he learned that the man had sent assassins to kill him, and after understanding his character, Ba Di had no intention of recruiting him.

In Ba Di's mind, he was a stepping stone, a ladder for Little Luther to gain experience.

Spring mud to help Little Luther grow up quickly.

Yada Edge's brow twitched, and veins bulged on his dark face as he said angrily, "Do you think that by causing Family to split, you can rise safely in the Metropolis? Wishful thinking."

The Family's split was undoubtedly a major blow, but the remaining Family members were still a powerful force that should not be underestimated in the Metropolis. He would not stand idly by if the family wanted to gain a foothold in the business world. Under a full-scale attack, he believed that Ba Di would find it difficult to establish himself in the Metropolis and could only rely on a few old nobles to keep him afloat.

What followed was a commercial war between Galaxy Group and Universe Group.

"Fine, your enemy is Slake Luther. Use every business tactic you can to take him down." Ba Di smiled and added casually, "Also, I won't hold your assassin matter against you."

Ba Di smiled, his eyes sharp and menacing, making Yada Edge pause. When he met Ba Di's gaze, a feeling suddenly popped into his head.

His gaze could kill, as if piercing his heart, stirring up a chilling fear within him. His breathing suddenly became suffocating, his neck stiffened, and his hands and feet felt icy cold, spreading throughout his body until he could no longer move.

"Work hard and defeat Lex Luthor. He orchestrated today's show. Good luck!"

Ba Di smiled faintly, patted Yada Edge's stiff shoulder in a friendly manner, and then turned away, leaving him with a tall, unapproachable back view.

Although he said he wouldn't hold Yada Edge's assassination attempt against him, he would, for safety's sake, have Hera keep an eye on him to ensure he posed no threat whatsoever and became merely a stepping stone on Luther's training path.

When he recovered from his fear, his face was suddenly covered in sweat, his hands and feet were weak, and his breathing became heavier.

Just now, he felt as if he was carrying an immense weight, both physically and mentally, which made him feel fear and panic. His pupils contracted to points, and he was horrified, completely unable to understand what was happening to him.

His body felt a little weak, and his breathing gradually calmed down. He narrowed his eyes warily and looked at Ba Di with a gloomy expression.

To everyone else, this was clearly a show of bravado masking weakness, giving the impression that the ' Family ' had been completely ruined by Ba Di, losing all its former aristocratic dignity.

After returning to his team, Ba Di invited several women he found attractive and suitable to spend a night with. This time, he asked them first whether they were married or not, so as not to feel guilty. Several of them were single or were beautiful socialites, and they happily agreed.

A woman in a bold and avant-garde purple evening gown also stepped forward and invited him to spend the night with her.

But Ba Di rejected her. Undoubtedly, this bold and avant-garde woman in a purple evening gown was very charming, sexy, and daring, a rare beauty for any man.

But she actually demanded that Ba Di spend only one night with her, just the two of them. Ba Di decisively refused. He had already invited several mature and beautiful ladies, how could he give them up? Besides, one night, just one person? You're asking for trouble.

One night.

You died in one night.

Ba Di shook his head, refusing quite decisively, which left the group of second-generation rich kids standing by stunned. Later, Ba Di was regarded as someone who only liked mature women, charming mature women.

While Ba Di was inviting women to spend the night together, a minor incident occurred: a Family patriarch, carrying his good-for-nothing descendant—a second-generation heir in a purple suit with slicked-back hair and a flippant but now menacing expression—came over to apologize to Ba Di.

Because it was this guy who led the mockery and verbally attacked Ba Di, which scared the head of that Family so much that he immediately said he would expel him from the Family, saying that he would even break his legs and make him confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

This is undoubtedly an exaggeration, but it does illustrate the Family's determination.

Finally, Ba Di nodded. "Then let's handle it this way."

The Family head and the second-generation heir were completely stunned.

Seriously... breaking legs? The second-generation rich kid is getting angry, is he really that brutal? I was just saying a few words.

Later, Ba Di laughed and said it was just a joke, which startled them. They forced a smile and felt uneasy because Ba Di didn't seem to be joking. He looked like breaking a leg was an easy thing to do, which really made them feel a little uneasy.

The final outcome was quite unexpected for Ba Di.

The second-generation rich kid, sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, dismissed his father and whispered to Ba Di that his actions were entirely Luther's arrangement. Luther simply wanted to increase the chances of success, to get the old nobles to make a decision sooner, and also to take into account Yada Edge's temperament and psychology, ensuring that everything developed as planned.

The second-generation heir wasn't stupid. He had a vague idea of Luther's intentions, but he wasn't sure. In the end, he chose to tell Ba Di and rely on Ba Di's side because Ba Di was the real mastermind behind everything.

What Luther promised him, he could get more from Ba Di.

Ba Di really hadn't expected this. Luther had even more to think of than he had anticipated, and he was already starting the tests.

Own.

Are they human beings, or gods whom we must not despise, for to despise them is to die?

If you were human, how would you deal with this kind of ridicule?

If it is God, then despising a God who is high above will only result in death.

This concerns the future, and what mindset Luther had when making his various decisions.

This kind of covert testing is neither good nor bad, but it shows that Luther is trying to figure him out, testing his bottom line, morality, and character little by little.

"What a clever kid."

Ba Di laughed, and then instructed the second-generation rich kid with the slicked-back hair to pretend he had never mentioned it.

As he was about to leave the banquet with several mature and beautiful women, the news that Ba Di had been eagerly awaiting arrived from Kansas.

The driver handed him the phone.

Mike's voice came through the phone.

"Boss, we've found Kryptonite."