"Lei Zi..."
The three leaders all looked grave.
Little White Tiger had thousands, perhaps even tens of thousands, of these Lei Zis who feared neither life nor death.
What would happen once these men landed on the island?
It would truly be a fight to the death.
Unless one side was wiped out, the fighting would never stop.
Ring, ring, ring.
The phone rang.
Chairman Bai glanced at the phone. It belonged to his grandson.
He looked up at Bai Giyu, who was being held hostage, and guessed who was calling.
"Mr. Ninth."
Chairman Bai answered.
"Let him go."
Old Ninth's voice seemed to come from the hells of the Nine Netherworlds.
"Mr. Ninth, it seems you're not the one in control now."
Finally able to get the upper hand over Old Ninth, Chairman Bai felt an inexplicable satisfaction.
"Let him go. I'll take his place."
The three leaders gathered around the phone, their eyes gleaming.
Their target had been Old Ninth all along.
"So Mr. Ninth values loyalty so highly. That makes things easy. Everyone from Chun Prefecture must return to the Dragon Kingdom and never come back to Fei Island," Amir Di demanded first.
Ruan Huaimin immediately added, "To ensure the Dragon Kingdom keeps its word, we also need Mr. Ninth to stay as our hostage. But we'll treat you to good food and drink."
"Heh, Mr. Ninth, did you hear that? I'll be waiting for you."
"All right."
Old Ninth agreed without the slightest hesitation.
The three were delighted. They had never expected to gain leverage over Old Ninth so easily.
But someone refused to accept it.
Old Man drew his sword and roared at the Lei Zis behind him, "Did you all fucking see that? The boss is trading his life for a Lei Zi's. You