Three months later.
Peace reigned across Chun Prefecture's streets.
The weather began to warm, as though symbolizing the flourishing careers of Little White Tiger and Old Ninth.
Inside a villa somewhere in Chun Prefecture.
False Eye had specially selected a tailored suit to wear.
"Brother Yan'er, the boys are all ready."
Outside the door, a vicious-looking underling respectfully reported to False Eye.
Brother Yan'er was now the most renowned street boss in Chun Prefecture City.
He controlled three districts, with a thousand underlings beneath him.
Little White Tiger's foremost front man, he handled half the business on the streets.
He no longer looked anything like the hired gun he had once been, dressed in a suit with wax in his hair.
Sometimes, following the right person really could spare you decades of detours.
Had he remained a hired gun, he probably would never have achieved this much in his lifetime.
"Today is the group's grand reopening. Take the boys and guard the city gates. Don't let anyone enter the city to cause trouble."
False Eye looked at himself in the mirror. He looked respectable now.
Satisfied, he gave his instructions to the man outside.
The latter nodded solemnly. "Understood, brother. This whole fucking city is ours now. Who would dare make trouble for our boss? Who in Chun Prefecture wouldn't give him a thumbs-up and call him a badass?"
"Heh, Xiao Mai, keep a low profile. You're not a hired gun anymore. Working for the boss means following his rules."
False Eye spoke to the man outside with a smile.
He had met Xiao Mai during his days as a hired gun, and now they managed the streets together.
Having once been a hired gun himself, False Eye had gathered a large number of them under him.
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