Zhen Lee drove slowly down Len Ping, his steady hand guiding the wheel as the car crossed the first intersection and turned right.This time, Zi Han had advised Zhen not to bring the rest of the crew to avoid attracting unwarranted attention. However, he still had his most loyal men posted nearby just in case of an emergency.As the SUV drove across the streets, the soft rays of the morning sun reflected off its hood, and the clouds slowly dispersed like cotton balls in the wind.Through the tinted rear window, Zi Han had a clear view of his surroundings, and seeing the men in black tees at every corner assured him that the Black Dragons had complete control over this area.What surprised Zi Han even more was the fact that he hadn’t spotted a cop car during the whole ride, and even the patrolling officers were absent. “It seems like the Black Dragons own this neighbourhood,” Zi Han said.“Not just this neighbourhood, but the whole district as well,” Zhen Lee replied, beaming with pri

The wide selection of firearms on offer would have impressed any gangster, but Zi Han had never even touched a gun in his whole life, and the only time he had laid eyes on such an assorted collection was when he visited the Gianling Museum.Once more, Zi Han found himself dangling between two lives. Although he was trying his best to play the role of a gang leader, he was still just a college student with no memories of his past life.“We used to have a much smaller collection a few years ago. But ever since we onboarded some new smugglers, things have improved greatly,” Zhen Lee said, admiring the guns with a sense of pride. “It’s not the best collection in the city, but it certainly beats using old, worn-out pistols and aging revolvers.”Zi Han could tell Zhen Lee was expecting him to share his enthusiasm, but he had no intention of fatally shooting anyone, even if it were a rival gang member.“A wise businessman never consumes his own products. I think it will just hurt our profits

Fighting a single unarmed opponent inside an enclosed arena was child's play for the Lang Twins. However, seeing Zhen Lee step back created enough doubt in their minds to make them cautious and wary of their new opponent.Despite being Warrior rank cultivators, the brothers did not seem too comfortable with the present scenario.Wherever they had gone, the twins were always met with mobs of trained fighters, but this was the first time someone had dared to stand up to them alone.“What’s up with that mask?” Yin Lang asked, his forehead creased into a tight frown. “Too shy to show us your face?”“It’s not an enchanted relic, if that’s what you are worried about,” Zhen Lee clarified.“I know it’s not. I can sense enchantments,” Yin Lang mumbled back, as if speaking to himself. Something about Zi Han's open stance and casual poise unsettled him, leaving him wondering what was going on inside his head.Qin Lang, however, was itching to start the fight. “Enough talk! Let’s get down to bus

Zi Han’s hard-fought victory not only cemented his place as one of the strongest fighters in the district but also helped him gain better control of his skills. His body now rippled with Qi energy, and the tattoos on his skin glowed like fresh scars, making him look like a true gang leader.The fight had pushed Zi Han nearly to his limits, and while trying to defend himself, he had learned the basics of Qi condensation, which further enhanced his cultivation powers.A few moments after the duel ended, Zi Han felt a tingling sensation on his neck. A fresh scar cut through his skin, gradually transforming into a mystical tattoo imbued with the power of the earth element.Zi Han quickly unfurled the scroll Dongxiang had given him and noticed a new skill had been added to the list. [Qi Gathering threshold reached![Cultivation Rank: Apprentice.][Sacred Art: Sacred Elemental Manipulation.][Special technique: Divine Elemental Mastery.][New elemental skill learned!][Elemental skills ava

As Zhen Lee drove across the district, he engaged Zi Han in another conversation, discussing more about the gang’s various controversial businesses.“The convenience stores and martial arts centres only contribute to a fraction of our revenue. Our real profit comes from the cab union. The drivers alone bring in a million each month, and then we have the union leaders raking in money through scrap auctions and special paid services.”The last line caught Zi Han’s attention. “What special services?” he asked like a clueless outsider.Zhen Lee quickly realized that although Zi Han was now leading the Black Dragons, he had spent his whole life as a mere student who had no connection with the criminal world. Thus, it was natural for him to have little idea about the cab business.“Forgive me, master. I almost forgot you are still adjusting to our way of life.” Keeping his eyes on the road, Zhen Lee continued speaking. “The cab business is a transport network, and our cabs don’t always fe