Money Makes You Willful

"Ah, getting revenge is still a long way off. Right now, I need to make a major decision."

Although Yang Hu was reluctant to part with these brothers—after all, many had followed him for seven or eight years, and they had formed bonds—this was not the time to let emotions rule him. Who was Lin Chen? He had taken down the Golden Saber Sect in such a short time. Without the Divine Tiger Sect's deterrence, the Yang Family Gang simply was not worth mentioning in the Golden Saber Sect's eyes.

Many of them had clearly already guessed the outcome. Lin Chen had threatened them to disband the Yang Family Gang. If they did not, the gang would have no future in Mis City, and the Golden Saber Sect would not let them go.

"I'm sure you've all guessed it. That's right—the Yang Family Gang is disbanded."

After saying that, Yang Hu turned his wheelchair away. A tear slid from his eye. He had not shed a tear even when his legs were broken, yet disbanding the Yang Family Gang left him in immense pain.

Everyone knew Yang Hu was suffering, so no one said anything. They remained silent.

Li Jiang knew this was the best possible outcome. Otherwise, the more than five hundred members of the Yang Family Gang would enter a living hell from now on.

"Boss, have you made up your mind?"

Li Jiang asked for confirmation.

"I have. I'll head to Island X to lie low for now. You've followed me for so many years and helped me a great deal. Later, I'll give each of you a hundred thousand as settlement money. As for the rest, take care of yourselves. I don't have much money left now."

Yang Hu said.

"I won't take the money, Boss.