Liquor, Sword, and Gun left.
They accepted Old Ninth's proposal.
After that little interlude passed, a truly enormous problem appeared.
Outside the city,
Zhou Ming limped into a small inn on his injured leg.
Under the yellowed lights,
two sixth-awakening experts stood respectfully behind a broad, stout fat man.
The man stood by the window with his hands behind his back, like a mountain.
Zhou Ming swallowed, forcing down his fear.
"Unc... Uncle."
Zhou Ming took a deep breath and forced himself to call out.
The other man remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking. "If you hadn't called me Uncle, you'd be dead."
His tone was displeased.
As he spoke, the temperature in the room dropped to freezing.
The tea on the coffee table visibly froze into ice.
"Uncle, I'm sorry."
Sweat dripped from Zhou Ming's forehead onto the floor.
"I sent you to Chun Prefecture to assist Xiao Dong, but you two have disappointed me terribly. Not only did you fail to keep Little White Tiger in check, our business in Ice Prefecture was wrecked too." Big Boss slowly turned, a trace of murderous intent appearing on his fleshy face. "Overlord called me. Xiao Dong is already on his must-kill list."
Zhou Ming's heart clenched.
He guessed why Big Boss had come to Ice Prefecture.
Shu Nan was already dead. He couldn't let Overlord kill the group's successor.
"Uncle, you came here to..."
Zhou Ming asked despite knowing the answer.
"I underestimated Little White Tiger's influence. With Overlord around, it's hard for you two to pose a threat to him, so I've decided..."
Big Boss beckoned with a finger.
Zhou Ming dropped his crutch and eagerly scurried over to him.
After several minutes of detailed discussion, Zhou Ming's eyes lit up.
"Understood, Uncle. Leave it to