Chun Prefecture.
Eight-Nine Prefecture.
The senior ranks had gathered.
Although the minor influencer incident had ended smoothly, letting a grudge go unavenged clearly wasn't Little White Tiger's style.
A roomful of Lei Zis stood or squatted, packing the living room.
Cigarette butts littered the floor, and smoke hung in the air.
Everyone unconsciously looked toward Old Ninth.
Tiger usually left this sort of thing to Old Ninth.
It was hard to say who was strongest in all of Chun Prefecture, but when it came to assassination, Old Ninth had to rank in the top three.
"Better to provoke Old Eighth than cross Old Ninth" was no joke.
Almost none of the people he had set his sights on were still alive.
"I'll go."
Old Ninth ground out his cigarette butt. "Within three days, I'll bring back Jorger's head."
At those words, the Lei Zis who had been itching for a chance to rise through the ranks all fell silent.
With Ninth Master taking action, everyone else could only watch.
But this time, Little White Tiger rejected the proposal.
"White Garment will be coming to Chun Prefecture soon. Sit this one out. I'll have someone else do it."
Entering the Godforsaken Land took absolute priority.
Little White Tiger hesitated for a moment, then picked up his phone.
"Big Brother."
"Go ahead."
A deep voice came from the other end.
"Someone stirred up trouble in Chun Prefecture. The man behind it is hiding on Kou Island."
Little White Tiger chuckled lightly. "We need to show those people hiding in the shadows how we do things in Chun Prefecture."
"Done. Send a photo. He'll be dead within two days."
"Thanks."
Brothers didn't need to say much.
Once any of Little White Tiger's brothers agreed to a job, they would get it done even