Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The grand leader of the Four Seas Gang, Liu Sihai, had never imagined that he would lose so thoroughly, without even a slight chance to resist—it was something he'd never considered.

Just moments ago, Liu Sihai nearly died of rage-induced apoplexy. Damn it, just because of one meeting, he was to say goodbye like this?

No, that was impossible. Where were his people, his elite subordinates? Why had they disappeared into thin air, one after the other? Why?

However, Liu Sihai's final thoughts also quietly faded away at that moment as the Crow, holding a sharp dagger, gently drew it across his neck.

With a hiss, Liu Sihai immediately clutched at his throat, feeling air escaping from it, his breath growing weaker and weaker until his body convulsed and he fell straight to the ground.

"Don't worry, big brother, I'll take good care of your wife, I'll take very good care of her!"

The Crow whispered, head bowed, as he watched Liu Sihai twitch weakly, his eyes bulging. The Crow laughed heartily, filled with excitement.

Starting today, the Four Seas Gang's leader was himself, the overlord of Baowan's shadowy world had become himself, a meteoric rise!

The Crow had never thought, just as Liu Sihai had never imagined he could be defeated so thoroughly, neither had the Crow ever imagined he could replace Liu Sihai.

Liu Sihai's terror was something he knew better than anyone, yet before that fearsome power could manifest, it had been quietly eliminated by Ye Ling.

"Gentlemen, I wonder what you're all thinking?"

The Crow looked at the crowd with a cold smile; the dozen or so big brothers opposite him were extremely nervous. However, the one nicknamed Earth Wolf stepped forward with a sneer.

"What else can there be to think about?"

Earth Wolf spoke coldly, suddenly pausing, before raising his thumb: "I'll tell you, Crow, you've done too well!"

"I've been fed up with him for a long time, using the organization's money as if it were his own, all for revenge for his son and brother?"

"Has he ever considered us? What you said just now, I completely agree. He has no right to be the big brother, but you, Crow, have always looked after us. You as the big brother, I have no objections!"

The Crow laughed heartily, truly a shameless fellow; he then turned his gaze to the others. Seeing this, the rest thought, well, if Earth Wolf had caved in, there was no point in resisting.

Subsequently, the other big brothers began to pledge their loyalty to the Crow, willing to elevate him to the position of the Four Seas Gang's big brother. As for how to explain it to the outside world, that would depend on how much ink they had in their bellies.

The Crow's eyes shifted in the direction from which Ye Ling had just left, with a hint of a somber gleam. Now his ambitions seemed to have heightened a notch.

On the streets of the night market, Ye Ling and Wang Tianhao sat in a house, sipping tea and chatting. Taking a sip of tea, Wang Tianhao asked, "Ye Ling, why did you choose the Crow as your puppet?"

"He is not trustworthy, a potential danger."

Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders: "Just a puppet. If I don't want him anymore, I can replace him at any time, just like Liu Sihai!"

"To me, there is no difference between danger and no danger. Anyway, none are as dangerous as I am."

How dangerous could danger be? In any case, none was as dangerous as himself, so Ye Ling was quite indifferent. However, this wolf, or rather a rabid dog, still needed to be kept in check.

Night, vast darkness, cold wind howling, filled with desolation. That night became a day of panic for all the underworld forces in Baowan.

The Four Seas Gang had gone mad, Liu Sihai was dead, and the Crow had been successfully propelled to the throne by a dozen big brothers and several seniors of the martial world, officially becoming the successor to the king without a crown.

The Crow, having ascended the dragon throne, began a bloody campaign of retaliation against the Four Seas Gang's rival forces, a move to establish his authority and also to intimidate.

On this night in Baowan, every power was as silent as gold, afraid to get involved. Even the organizations that dominate several cities didn't have the courage to wage an all-out war against the Four Seas Gang.

So, at midnight, Crow excitedly tweaked a student car's mechanism to a student card's beep, swiped the card, and got on the vehicle.

Crow, with his bare torso, was extremely thrilled, feeling as if flames of fervent heat were burning intensely all over his body. The taste of wielding the power of life and death was too delightful, too wonderful.

Below, the student car driver was trying his best to accommodate the new boss of Baowan, not daring to show the slightest bit of disrespect.

But just at that moment, suddenly a figure appeared in the room, scaring Crow so much that he shrank back instantly, pulling out a handgun from under the pillow.

"Who's there! Come out, or I'll blow you away!"

Paired with the bandages on his body and the grimace on his face, Crow did have quite an imposing air about him.

"I said, if you shoot at me a second time, I would kill you!"

The words were frigid, sending shivers down Crow's spine. In an instant, the gun in his hand clattered onto the thick carpeted floor.

The female student on the bed, still not recovered from her shock, widened her eyes and was about to scream but was fiercely glared back into silence by Crow, not daring to breathe loudly.

"However, entering like this really isn't proper, don't you think?"

Crow took a deep breath and spoke with a hint of arrogance. It was no wonder, now that he had taken the dragon's throne, the power in his hands was boundless, and it naturally affected his mentality.

"It seems you've forgotten who put you in this position. Or perhaps you've forgotten that you should be groveling at my feet like a dog."

Ye Ling emerged from the shadows and sat on the leather sofa inside the room, crossing his hands and giving a cold smile.

Suddenly, a flicker of fear passed through Crow's eyes, a fear that reached down to his bones, for he now felt a hint of being out of control.

His hand slowly lifted and then moved toward his face, he slapped himself with such force that even Crow himself was astonished.

With a smack, Crow fell to the ground, spitting out three teeth, and blood filled his mouth. In that moment, his courage was utterly shattered.

Absolute shadow, an eternal shadow—Crow would never forget this scene for the rest of his life. Ye Ling before him had become an immense shadow in his heart, and no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.

"I told you, you should be groveling at my feet like a dog."

Ye Ling's voice was cold again, and Crow, trembling, gritted his teeth and fell to his knees before Ye Ling's feet.

"Young Master, I was wrong, I know my mistake."

Crow's voice was trembling, but before he could finish, Ye Ling stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the dark sky.

"Do you know what a dog should call its master?"

Crow was stunned, his face immediately turning a mix of red and pale, a colossal humiliation. But he was helpless, more accurately, frightened to the bone.

"Master, I was wrong!"

Crow kowtowed, his head banging on the ground with a loud sound. With those bows, his humiliation was completely taken away by Ye Ling!