Li An stiffly withdrew his gaze, trying to ignore the scorching stare beside him.
"Old bastard, I don't care what you're trying to do. You can't take people away from my West District!"
Everyone in the Old City District knew that Li An was famously unreasonable.
His temper had mellowed considerably over the past two years. Two years before that, he had been a true madman.
Whether in the Old City District or their own West District, whoever provoked that god of slaughter would get beaten senseless, regardless of whether they were one of his own.
Dead or alive, it made no difference.
Everyone in G City knew Li An. They all knew there was a "mad dog" in the West District that no one could provoke.
Only because Bai Hanzhou had kept him in check had there been no bloodshed these past two years.
Whenever conflicts broke out between the Old City District and the West District, Bai Hanzhou would never send Li An to handle them.
He was afraid Li An would lose control of his temper and, once the fighting got heated, end up causing deaths.
G City was no longer the G City it used to be.
The higher-ups had been watching closely. They could turn a blind eye to minor problems, but if things truly escalated, no one would be able to handle the aftermath.
No one had expected that, because of Qi Si, Li An would lead his men here himself.
After two years of restraint, everyone had nearly forgotten what Li An had once been like.
The moment he was unleashed, he beat A Wei until he was half dead.
That day, the people of both the Old City District and the West District finally recalled the terror of being suppressed by that