The next day,
Jiang Cheng led A Long and Tang Xiaodao to a private room in the bar.
Shortly after, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Jiang Cheng put down his wine glass and looked toward the door.
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure wearing a jacket poked his head out.
It's Little Vajra!
"Young Master Jiang, Brother Long."
Little Vajra straightened his clothes, then bowed deeply to the two of them at a ninety-degree angle, his tone full of respect.
He was slightly taken aback when he saw Tang Xiaodao's unfamiliar face.
But they quickly realized that the person following Young Master Jiang could not be an ordinary person.
Why worry about so much? Just call him "Big Brother" and that's it.
He immediately bowed again.
"Hello, elder brother."
Jiang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.
That kid is as slippery as an eel; you can trust him with things on his own.
"Tang Xiaodao, you can just call him Brother Dao from now on."
Jiang Cheng spoke slowly,
"I've called you here today because there's something I need you to do."
"Don't rush to agree. This will take a long time and could be life-threatening. You can refuse..."
Before Jiang Cheng could even utter the word "refuse," Little Vajra shouted loudly.
"I will serve Young Master Jiang with utmost dedication, even unto death."
His words were full of genuine feelings.
Since they started hanging out with Young Master Jiang, they've been living the high life.
He's doing incredibly well!
Even stray dogs on the roadside have to stand at attention when they see it.
Not only that, even the thugs who used to fight with them now call him "brother" when they meet.
Little Vajra didn't hold a grudge about the unpleasantness from before.
Instead, he recruited that group of people to his cause so that they could serve Jiang Cheng faithfully in crucial moments.
How could he possibly refuse such an opportunity now that it was right in front of him?
Let alone the possibility of life-threatening danger, even if it meant going through fire and water, he wouldn't even flinch.
At this time,
Jiang Cheng was stunned by the heroic spirit of Little Vajra, who was determined to go and never return.
What a capable subordinate!
"Very good, I knew I hadn't misjudged you." Jiang Cheng patted Little Vajra's shoulder with satisfaction, his face full of relief and praise.
A Long, standing to the side, curled his lip and let out a low, sarcastic snort.
"Sycophant."
Next, Jiang Cheng told Little Vajra about the mission.
"Young Master Jiang, that kid has seen me before. Would it be a bit difficult to infiltrate his inner circle?"
Little Vajra hesitated before speaking.
Being recognized is a minor matter, but if it delays Young Master Jiang's important business, he will be held accountable to the death.
"Don't worry about that. We'll do it this way first, and then we'll do it that way..."
Jiang Cheng smiled mysteriously.
Little Vajra nodded.
"As expected of Young Master Jiang, with that kid's brain as stupid as a pig, he definitely wouldn't have noticed."
On the other side,
Ye Bufan, walking down the street, suddenly sneezed, unconsciously shivered, and felt a chill run down his spine.
Last night, he spent three whole hours grinding the rope before he finally broke it. Then he climbed over the wall to borrow some clothes before he could come out openly.
The thought of his miserable life made Ye Bufan so angry he wanted to curse.
He originally thought that by recognizing Lin Chongwu as his godfather, he could rely on the Lin Family's power to deal with Jiang Cheng.
As a result, the Lin Family was wiped out.
Having finally escaped, he was just about to take over the Azure Dragon Gang and start planning from the underground forces.
Before they could even make a move, the Azure Dragon Gang was wiped out!
Sometimes, he even wondered if he was Lone Star of Doom, because wherever he went, something bad happened.
However, despite experiencing so many failures, he will not give up.
Since relying on others won't work, then rely on yourself.
Ye Bufan has never lacked the courage to start over!
"I remember the old man saying that when he was young, he traveled around in order to break through his cultivation level and befriended many Ancient Martial Families."
Ye Bufan stroked his chin, thinking...
"Perhaps because of the old man's influence, I can go there to cultivate for a while."
What he lacks most right now is time; he just needs to focus on his cultivation.
With his talent, I believe his strength will definitely improve significantly in a short period of time.
Dealing with Jiang Cheng will be a piece of cake.
Ye Bufan became more and more excited as he thought about it, as if he could already see the scene of trampling Jiang Cheng under his feet.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He noticed the strange looks he was getting from the people around him.
Ye Bufan didn't care at all and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Cluck~
As Ye Bufan walked, his stomach growled.
Looking at the steaming bun shop not far away, Ye Bufan swallowed hard and walked over.
"Young man, what would you like?"
The boss was a chubby middle-aged man wearing a white apron.
"A basket of meat buns."
Ye Bufan sat at the small table and chair next to him and finished his meal in a few bites.
He patted his pocket, intending to pay the bill.
Suddenly I realized that he seems to be penniless now.
The shop owner, noticing Ye Bufan's embarrassment, stepped forward and smiled.
"Young man, what troubles have you encountered?"
"No."
The Fat Boss was taken aback, but thinking the young man was probably just embarrassed, he didn't ask any further questions.
He can still afford to treat me to a basket of steamed buns.
At this moment, Old Lady at the next table sighed.
"Young people these days have hands and feet but don't work; they just think about getting something for nothing all day long."
After saying that, the Old Lady patted her grandson, who was eating a steamed bun beside her, and lowered her head to give him a lecture.
"Xiao Jie, you can't do that again."
"Yes, I understand, Grandma. I will never be like that uncle again."
The little boy named Xiao Jie nodded as if he understood but not quite.
Ye Bufan's lips twitched.
What I'm saying is, can you at least keep quiet about talking badly about others?
The person is still here!
Furthermore, how could such a handsome and outstanding young man like him be called "uncle"?
Kids these days are so annoying! ╭╮?!
At the same time,
A Long and Little Vajra's group were silently observing all of this.
"Brother Long, when do we make our move?"
Little Vajra patted his bright head and couldn't wait to speak.
He even sacrificed his flowing hair for Young Master Jiang's plan.
A Long glanced at him sideways and said irritably,
"What's the panic? Can't you be a little more mature and composed like me?"
"Do you know why I, Brother Long, am so highly regarded by the young master?"
Little Vajra shook his head, his eyes full of hope.
The others also quietly pricked up their ears.
"Brother Long, why don't you share your experience with us?"
"Yeah yeah."
A Long coughed lightly, straightened his chest, and said seriously.
"That's because I have good judgment, I'm not impatient, I know how to act appropriately, and I have a broad perspective."
"Look at you, you're hopeless. Today, Brother Long will tell you one thing: you can't rush things."
Little Vajra nodded thoughtfully, about to say something, but was interrupted by A Long.
A Long patted Little Vajra on the shoulder solemnly and said in a mature and wise manner,
"Watch carefully, learn well, you have a long way to go."
He felt gratified to see Little Vajra taking notes of his words in a small notebook.
"By the way, what were you about to say?"
Little Vajra looked up and said "Oh".
"Brother Long, I meant to say that kid just left..."