"Dominance spilling from every pore!"
Above Twin Dragon Gorge, where the people from Crouching Tiger Villa stood, a black-clad man wearing a half-mask uttered those words, his eyes heavy with apprehension.
The others wore looks of shock as well. These dozens of fierce, burly men were nominally under Wu Duxiong's command, but in truth, they obeyed the masked man in black.
"Go!"
The black-clad man was a man of few words, and he uttered just that one.
"Commander, do you mean to go meet Hong Yuan? He has subdued the Canal Gang. If we could persuade him to join our Crouching Tiger Manor, it would be like giving a tiger wings..."
The black-clad man shot him a fierce glare. "No! We should return to the manor and report everything that happened here to the manor lord, down to the last detail."
Then the black-clad man glanced at Wu Duxiong, who was still gazing into the gorge, and said flatly, "Brother Wu, will you return to the manor, or stay here with this martial nephew of yours?"
Wu Duxiong withdrew his gaze. Though towering waves still raged in his heart, a smile had already appeared on his face. "Back to Crouching Tiger Manor, of course. There's good wine and good meat there, and so many fine brothers to keep me entertained. You couldn't chase me away."
"Ha ha! What are you saying, Brother Wu? The more heroes like you we have, the better. Our villa couldn't ask for more."
The black-clad man's smile never reached his eyes. His hands, held behind his back, made a gesture, and the burly men split to either side, subtly surrounding Wu Duxiong.
"In that case, we mustn't keep the manor lord waiting. Let's head back now."
The black-clad man had absolutely no intention of approaching