"Who are you?" the Flower Thief asked blandly. His voice was not loud, yet it carried a terrifying force. "Do you have business with me?"
"I am the leader of the White Ram Gang. I have long heard of your great name, sir, but never had the chance to meet you. I have waited a long time, and now that you have finally graced us with your presence, we are deeply honored."
The Flower Thief's indifferent gaze swept over the White Ram Gang leader before him. His nostrils flared slightly, and through layers of buildings, he had already caught the far clearer scents of countless women in the gang's Secret Chamber. A concealed greed flashed through his eyes, yet his expression remained utterly unchanged.
"The White Ram Gang?" the Flower Thief said flatly. "Tonight, I merely happened to pass by this place and came in for a look. Your gang has hidden quite a few interesting things."
After hearing this, the White Ram Gang leader gritted his teeth slightly and dropped to his knees with a thud. Seeing their leader kneel, the White Ram Gang members behind him hesitated briefly, then had no choice but to follow suit and kneel as well.
The Flower Thief looked over the crowd kneeling across the ground, one brow lifting slightly. "Oh? What does this mean?"
The gang leader raised his head, his expression incomparably earnest. "Sir, your cultivation reaches the heavens, and your strength is unmatched beneath them. The White Ram Gang is willing to lead the entire gang in submitting to you! From this day forth, every member of the White Ram Gang will obey your commands!"
The Flower Thief stood with his hands behind his back, gray-white Manifest Force Inner Qi slowly churning beneath his sleeves as he weighed the matter