Qin Siyang's meteoric rise had unsettled many people. As he grew stronger, he also made more enemies.
Plenty of people wanted to target him from the shadows. Trouble came one wave after another, assassination attempts one after the next.
Had he not been strong enough and kept a clear head, he would probably have been forced out of the game long ago by those repeated, targeted purges.
He had thought his forceful responses and active cooperation would have convinced everyone that he could hold his ground.
Yet people like Qin Yingguang were still taking cheap shots at him behind the scenes.
As for why Qin Yingguang had done this, Qin Siyang understood perfectly well. Establishing his own military unit had affected the Qin Character Legion's distribution of interests, leaving them with a smaller slice of the pie.
Qin Siyang knew that, in the eyes of the Safe Zone's various powers, his former situation had been ideal: alone, with no faction of his own. He could keep creating value and generating profits without anything that consumed large quantities of resources, allowing him to concede benefits to everyone else in one deal after another.
He was, in short, a cow that ate grass and produced milk.
But now that this dairy cow had suddenly developed a taste for meat, Qin Yingguang could no longer sit still.
After several conversations with Qin Yingguang, Qin Siyang had gained a thorough understanding of this bandit-like commander.
Qin Yingguang was no greenhorn. His restlessness did not stem from an inability to stand Qin Siyang's success, nor from an unwillingness to accept losses.
More likely, he felt Qin Siyang had slipped out of his control and was charging recklessly toward a point of no return. So he wanted to trip Qin Siyang up and slow him down.