"Boss Xu, you weren't lying to me, were you?"
The moment Ding Jun heard the name "Spark," his expression turned ugly, and his tone carried a hint of anger. "You mean Shen He is hiding with Zhang Shijun right now?"
"Calling it a sincere partnership might be more accurate, don't you think?"
Xu Shi smiled. It looked like he genuinely did not know; that reaction could not have been faked... "Didn't Leader Ding investigate? You should have had an easier time finding out about Sin City than I did."
"..."
Ding Jun did not reply, but his face grew increasingly grim. Cracks appeared in the purple clay teapot clenched in his hand, tea seeping out through them.
Of course he had investigated. Ever since Spark had fallen apart under Shark Tooth's repeated assaults not long ago, he had ordered his men to thoroughly search for Spark's remnants. Find one, kill one. Show no mercy.
After all, he and Shen He had been enemies for a long time—or rather, quite a few gangs in Sin City had. Spark's development and expansion over the past few years had been unbelievably rapid, and that was bound to infringe on the interests of established gangs like theirs.
Shen He had swallowed up their territory and resources, yet it was difficult to fight back. Whenever conflict broke out, they were the ones who suffered losses, losing again and again.
How could that not breed hatred?
Not to mention what had happened on the Huajin Plain. The large-scale clash between Spark and Serpent Coil had caused no small amount of damage to District Seven under his jurisdiction. Even now, many places had yet to be fully repaired.
Ding Jun had suffered plenty of headaches over these matters lately... It could be said that he hated Shen