Insufficient balance

  (I'm going out on a business trip today, then heading straight to my best friend's wedding, and won't be back until Sunday. So I've scheduled one chapter for release each day, is that enough? These few chapters were rushed out in the schedule release today, nothing else was done...)

  Chong Island, tens of kilometers away from Jiangzhou City, although not as prosperous as Jiangzhou City, is also a relatively economically developed area. The streets are bustling with high-rise buildings and the pace of life is fast. However, people's smiles can be seen more often here than in Jiangzhou City. The locals live and entertain themselves on Chong Island, and most of them have no connection with Jiangzhou City and will not interact with each other throughout their lives.

  The urban area of Jiangzhou has always had a psychology of looking down on outsiders when facing people from other places, which is already a well-known fact. Most of the islanders have no communication with the city because of this reason.

  Chong Island is separated from Jiangzhou by a coastline, although it belongs to Jiangzhou, but it takes a long time to arrive. For people in the city, there is not much difference between locals and outsiders. Even car photography, Chong Island's photography has many restrictions in the city, and over time, this situation has formed.

  One city, two hearts ache.

  Located in the suburbs of Chong Island, few people know who this large house belongs to, and even fewer people enter or exit. The nine-story building encloses several acres of land, forming a small world of its own. However, everyone who passes by can't help but take a glance at the magnificent walls and the grandiose building that looks like it cost a fortune to build. At first sight, one can tell that the people living here are either wealthy or noble.

  They naturally wouldn't know that the one living here is actually the Green Gang leader, Li Yuanhang.

  At this moment, Li Yuanhang was sitting in his exclusive leather chair in the room. His square-shaped face had a few white hairs on it, and there were also many wrinkles. His eyes looked dull, as if he didn't understand anything. If he walked outside, he would look like an ordinary person with a plain appearance, and people would definitely take him for a weird uncle. However, the people in the underworld knew that behind this dullness, he was more terrifying than many cunning people.

  Lí Yuǎn Háng had a cigar clenched between his teeth, and he gently puffed out a wisp of smoke, looking at the man sitting in front of him and saying, "This is a good opportunity."

  The man smiled slightly and said: "Everyone will notice this opportunity."

  "They may not be able to grasp it, but there is still a possibility of rising. But for us, if we don't grasp it now, we will thoroughly die." Li Yuanhang nodded and said, "So this time, no matter what the cost, we must eliminate the power of the Council of Elders. A group of old immortals, when Wind Tian Nan was around, we had no way to deal with him, his influence was too great. Now that the Wind family is no longer alive, they still don't give up, thinking that relying on their own qualifications as elders can cover the sky with one hand. I just want to let them see who the master of Jiangzhou really is."

  The man did not speak, and Li Yuanhang continued, "Cheng Jun, how many years have you followed me?"

  "This is the eighth year. If Feng Si Niang and her team were here, they would be shocked to discover that this person, who has never appeared in their records before, has been standing beside a prominent figure in Jiangzhou for eight years, let alone just a few days."

  And there is no clue at all.

  Li Yuanhang coldly snorted and said: "Everyone knows about the Four Great Wars, how would they know of your existence as a general? However, it's almost time, I feel that the timing of your appearance is just around the corner."

  Cheng Jun looked at Li Yuanhang's eyes burning with passion, hiding for so many years, wasn't it all for this moment of shocking the world?

  "By the way, what happened to that mysterious person who suddenly appeared?" Li Yuanhang's mind also emerged with a future scene, and he asked suddenly.

  Cheng Jun shook his head and said, "It's as if he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I reckon that if anyone knows his identity, it would only be Han Shaokun and Li Hu. Now that Han Shaokun has passed away and left nothing behind, no one knows where Li Hu is. If we go by what the people who escaped from Qilin said, with such severe injuries, he should be recovering in a hospital and won't appear for a while."

  Li Yuanhang extinguished the cigar in his hand and stood up. Since it was his own place, he would naturally stay at the highest point. Nine was an extreme number for him. Looking out of the window here, although not as high as those dozens or hundreds of floors of other buildings, that was unrealistic. He liked standing by the window, so the cleanest part of this building was the glass window here, as if there were no windows at all. He lightly knocked on the window and thought to himself: "This person's tendency may affect our layout, but since he wants to keep a low profile, we'd better not disturb him, lest we offend this master."

  "What are we going to do?" Cheng Jun asked, puzzled. He was sadly aware that despite having followed Lí Yuǎn Háng for so many years and helping him make plans, he still couldn't fathom what was on his mind. This was also why he was willing to exist as his shadow; otherwise, with his personality, how could he be so low-key?

  Li Yuanhang didn't answer his question instead and asked: "You say, how does this person's strength compare to what you think?"

  "It's hard to say, if it's really like what they said, then this mysterious expert should be much more powerful than Nie Xuan, in terms of the strength he has shown, he should have the strength of a Tiger List expert, and in the Tiger List, he is also in the middle, only because we are not on the scene, we can't infer what his true strength is like, so it's hard to judge."

  "Hmm? Do you think he still has hidden strength?" asked Li Yuanhang.

  Cheng Jun nodded and said: "If Qilin were to face those one hundred people, if he were to use his full strength, I would have more than 90% confidence in defeating him."

  "That's enough."

  "Huh?" Cheng Jun didn't understand what he meant.

  Li Yuanhang gently shook his head and said, "His strength is almost fully exerted, he's only around twenty years old, do you think his strength can enter the Dragon List?"

  "Twenty years old, impossible." Even if you were to die and be reborn as a soldier, no one would believe that the top masters on the Dragon List were not in their thirties. At that age, they were in the prime of life, and generally speaking, it was also the strongest period for most people.

  "That's it." As he spoke, Li Yuanhang's eyes suddenly became sharp and fierce. He flipped his hand over, and a palm-sized dagger slipped out of his sleeve. With a "whooshing" sound, it flew straight into the back of a flying dart disk on the door, splitting it in two from the center, where a dart had been embedded, and fell to the ground.

  Others who knew Li Yuanhong were absolutely shocked, as in everyone's mind, he was a helpless bookworm, which is also why he could never establish himself in the Green Gang, although he was the leader, it was because his grandfather had passed it down to him, and he had never participated in any of the Green Gang's battles.

  But Cheng Jun didn't react at all, as if this was a normal thing. He listened to Li Yuanhang continue: "Even if he has the strength to contend for the top of the Tiger List, since he never appeared before, his only appearance was when he saved Li Hu, that can only mean he has a private relationship with Li Hu and not someone from the same faction. From now on, as long as we don't provoke the Tiger Head Gang, I'm sure he won't take action."

  Cheng Jun also stopped mentioning this topic and changed the subject: "I heard that those old men are also preparing to take action."

  "Hmm, I can guess even if you don't say it. You go down first, they won't make much of a splash." With that, Li Yuanhang stopped talking and gazed out the window, lost in thought. Cheng Jun didn't disturb him either, and walked straight out of the room.

  After the sound of Cheng Jun's footsteps faded away, Li Yuanhang turned around and sat down, his finger joints cracking. He took out a box from the drawer, opened it, and inside were seven mobile phones. He picked up one of them, inserted a SIM card from another box, and dialed a number. As soon as the call connected, he said: "Xingchen, make some exploratory moves on the Tiger Head Gang recently."

  He hung up the phone and tapped his fingers on the table while muttering to himself, "Is it the Tiger Head Gang or the Qilin Association?"

  And in the western city, the Qilin Association, which is holding a funeral for Han Shaokun, everyone has a sorrowful face. In front of them lies the coffin with Han Shaokun, who was killed by Ye Yizhe with one knife, and nearly 40 coffins are placed beside him, filling the mourning hall to capacity.

  Standing in front of everyone was Han Shaokun's sworn brother, Ding Jie.

  Although he was standing alone at the forefront, looking majestic and powerful, Ding Jie knew that many people in Qilin Association were more senior than him. The reason they didn't take charge was because they also didn't know how to face this crisis. With Han Shaokun's death, Qilin Association's power had greatly weakened. He could predict that once Li Hu recovered, Qilin Association would definitely suffer a fatal blow. Nobody wanted to be the first to take action at this time, and if Tiger Head Gang won, he was sure that these old-timers would be the first to push him out and betray him, then surrender to Tiger Head Gang.

  Although I'm furious in my heart, there's nothing I can do about it and I couldn't show it either.

  Looking at these people with different expressions, Ding Jie only had one thought, which was to eliminate them all and rebuild the Qilin Association. However, if they did so, they would be eliminated before Li Hu even recovered.

  "Boss." Suddenly a younger brother ran in from outside and whispered a few words into Ding Jie's ear.

  Ding Jie heard his words and hastily said: "Quickly invite them in."

  "No need, little brother, I'm already inside." A burly man with a full beard, about 1.8 meters tall, swaggered into the mourning hall, still holding onto two of Qilin Hui's subordinates, and said as he walked, "These two subordinates of yours aren't very obedient, I helped you discipline them a bit, Ding Jie little brother, how will you thank me?"

  Following him, more than a dozen people came in, and they didn't just look at Ding Jie. The old men of the Qilin Association also changed their faces suddenly. Before Ding Jie could speak, another person stood up, pointing at him and shouting angrily: "Lei Nu, what do you mean by this?"