Ten minutes later.
When Bai Giyu appeared before Little White Tiger.
Shu Dong had already vanished, leaving a pool of blood on the ground.
It went without saying that his chances of survival were slim.
But Bai Giyu did not care.
At that moment, all he wanted was to escape the docks as soon as possible.
Chun Prefecture was full of villains. Every extra moment he stayed here could cost him his life.
"Young Master Bai, sorry, I forgot to tell Black Master you were coming."
Half-reclining in Xiao Yuan's arms, Little White Tiger toyed teasingly with the lighter in his hand.
Old Ninth and Hi Dog had their legs propped on the coffee table. Their ill-intentioned looks kept Bai Giyu from making trouble.
He nodded obediently. "I understand, I understand. Black Master was only looking out for your safety."
Old Ninth grinned at that.
Bai Giyu was as servile now as he had once been arrogant.
Had Shu Dong not already told them everything, they really might have believed the Bai Family had backed down.
Each harboring their own schemes, they began discussing the purpose of the Bai Family's visit with false cordiality.
"Tiger Master, our Old Man believes continuing this fight will only hurt both sides. How about calling a truce?"
Bai Giyu's solemn manner still carried a hint of aristocratic bearing.
He delivered Chairman Bai's message with due formality. "As far as I know, Chun Prefecture suffered heavy losses in this battle. Our Bai Family has no wish to exploit your weakness. Now is the perfect time to make peace."
"If Chun Prefecture refuses to cease hostilities, the combined armies of the Bai and Amir Families will descend on you. I'm afraid your ten thousand or so men won't be able to turn things around."
"But we