"Senior."
Zuo Xin slowly raised his head. His expression was calm, but deep in his eyes brewed a desire—a greed for power, a thirst for authority. Though it was well concealed, Xu Qing saw through it at a glance.
No matter what—
In his previous life on Earth, Xu Qing had at least been the big boss of a listed company, managing countless employees. He still possessed that kind of discernment.
"This junior believes that, with my abilities, I am fully capable of carrying out your orders and instructions. This junior alone is enough; there is no need for Gang Leader Zhao to interfere any further."
Zuo Xin said.
"Hall master Zuo!"
"What are you saying?"
"Impudent!"
"..."
At once—
Behind Zhao Yue, the other five Hall Masters spoke up one after another in rebuke.
"Hahaha..."
Yet Xu Qing laughed.
"Senior, this junior has already handled two matters for you and demonstrated my abilities through those two occasions. Therefore, this junior believes that I can certainly carry out your instructions and orders."
Zuo Xin said again.
"Not bad."
The corners of Xu Qing's mouth curved upward slightly as he looked at Zhao Yue. "You may leave."
"S-Senior..."
Zhao Yue opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but when he saw Xu Qing's sharp gaze, he wisely shut his mouth.
"Then this junior shall take his leave."
Zhao Yue lowered his head and left with the five Hall Masters.
"What the hell."
After they had walked some distance—
Among the five Hall Masters, the bald, burly man spoke with obvious displeasure. He believed they were already far enough from Xu Qing that Xu Qing would not hear him, so he no longer had any reservations.
"Our Gang Leader came here in person, yet that man gave him no face at