Chapter 34: Seizing the Throne

  Qian Lianxia was pulled by Huajia to one side, while Hao Lianyong followed closely behind. The rest of the bodyguards did not even step into the main gate of the hall and quietly retreated outside.

  Chihiro only then noticed that everyone standing with them was wearing black clothes, each looking like they were hiding a knife in their smile or had no expression at all, and the rest were emitting an aura of killing intent. Chihiro then gloomily discovered that among the crowd of people dressed in black, only she was wearing white clothes, making her stand out even more.

  Just as she was thinking this way, the man opposite her, known as Second Uncle, was gazing at her with his half-dull eyes, and in that gaze, there was an unmistakable scrutiny.

  His gaze made her feel afraid, and Chihiro couldn't help but clench her fists, telling herself to calm down and forcing herself to forget the existence of this line of sight.

  Ye Songge knocked his head on the ground, got up and inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner, then bowed again.

  On the table, there was a black-and-white photo. The man in it had a sharp brow and a scar above his eyebrow. Just by looking at the photo, one could feel his fierce temperament. In the crystal coffin, an old man lay quietly, wearing brand new black clothes with a red flame emblem on his chest. His clothes were of the kind that was popular during the Republic of China era.

  Qian Lian Xia only glanced at the strange attire and then touched the black clothes that filled the room, along with the small dwarf man's voice of "help master", and suddenly understood everything.

  Ye Sheng Ge is the young master of Long Bang, so this one lying down should be the leader of Long Bang. But didn't expect that the leader of Long Bang has passed away?

  Before she could think further, Ye Shengge had already walked over and taken her hand in his, holding it tightly.

  His palms were dry and hot, with thick calluses, although it was uncomfortable to knock against them, but it gave Chihiro's panicked heart a great comfort, even if this person was someone she had just disliked.

  A crowd of people in the hall breathed steadily, almost no one gasping for air, a quiet and solemn atmosphere, silently paying their respects.

  The uncle with a small mustache opposite him spoke up, his loud voice suddenly drawing everyone's attention. "Song Ge, today is your elder brother's memorial day, why is your wife wearing white clothes?"

  Everyone's eyes in the room fell on this side, wavering between Ye Shengge and Second Uncle, some were puzzled, but more were gloating.

  The Dragon Gang leader is dead, and everyone is guessing who the next Dragon Gang leader will be. It's best if you die in battle, so that each family can get what they want.

  Qian Lian Xia glared at the sly-looking man with a small mustache across from her, so angry that she felt like her lungs were going to burst. When did she become Ye Sheng Ge's woman? And what's more, ugh!

  Ye Shengge sensed her anger, her fingers playfully digging into the palm of her hand, scratching an itch, smiling as she pulled Qian Lixia closer, with a hint of a smile looking at the man opposite her, "Does Second Uncle not know that without my help, you wouldn't be wearing black clothes?" With one sentence, Ye Shengge once again quietly threw the question back at the man opposite her.

  Looking at the man with a small mustache, his face turned gloomy again. However, Senriyazaki was in high spirits and actively looked up to see the man beside her, whose sharp profile still had a smile on it.

  It seemed that in front of so many people, he didn't want to lose face. After calming down his gloomy expression, Second Uncle reluctantly replied with a profound tone: "What Shuang Ge said is right, I must have remembered it wrong."

  "Hehe, Second Uncle is getting old, it's inevitable." Ye Songge's thin lips uttered a sentence, and his clear and charming face showed almost no emotion.

  His uncle glared at him, his eyes blazing with anger. The words were both reasonable and unreasonable, implying that he was old and had reached an age where he should be ashamed of himself.

  The representatives of other factions who were watching the show on the scene all tacitly kept silent.

  Then, a number of people came one after another. Some of them almost went away immediately after burning incense. Only the high-pitched voice of the short man kept echoing, "The master of the Four Seas Gang offers incense to the Dragon Master", "The second master of the Green Gang offers incense to the Dragon Master", "The president of the Three Harmonies Society offers incense to the Dragon Master"... The long and tedious incense-offering ceremony made Qian Lian Xia feel dizzy, and she only heard the short man's voice like a eunuch reporting the emperor's longevity, one sentence after another.

  The people who came left, and the ones standing in the hall also followed suit. Finally, the dull incense ceremony ended. After waiting for the representatives of each faction to leave the hall, only Ye Shengge and a few others were left inside, facing Ershu and several leaders of the Longmen.

  Everyone has left, and Second Uncle's benevolent appearance can no longer be maintained. As soon as the last person walked out, his ferocious face was immediately exposed, and he pointed at Ye Shuang Song with a vicious tone: "Ye Xiaozi, don't think that just because Big Brother is dead, this Dragon Gang will become yours. You're nothing but a lowly creature who was picked up from the streets."

  Second Uncle waved his hand and the crowd of black-clad helpers behind him immediately stepped forward, their weapons already drawn.

  Second Uncle's expression was mysterious and unpredictable, "Big Brother has no son to inherit the position of leader, yet he dares to let you succeed him, Ye Xiaozi, tell Second Uncle, do you want this position?" His low voice was like a ghost, slowly sweeping through the sparse air in the main hall.

  It seemed that if Ye Shengge said another word, these guns would take his life.

  Facing the muzzle of the gun, Ye Shengge's lips curled up into a playful smile. Her slender fingers moved away from the nearest muzzle, and she asked instead: "So, Second Uncle, how do you hope I will behave?"

  "Yesheng Ge, it's best for people to have self-awareness!" Ershu's words were ambiguous and evasive, his half-dull eyes were keenly watching him, with a hint of murderous intent lingering.

  The several masters standing behind him were all silent and stood behind Second Uncle, the difference in strength was obvious, and it had already been decided.

  A soft, alluring female voice floated in from the inner chamber of the main hall, its sweet tone carrying a sharp air, "Second master, the leader has just passed away, and you're already preparing to stage a struggle for power in front of his corpse?"

  A woman in her 40s, still exuding elegance, emerged from the side house with a gentle swaying of her hips, accompanied by two expressionless subordinates. Despite her age, it was clear that she had taken good care of herself, and her smooth, jade-like complexion still radiated a full and vibrant spirit.

  Ye Sheng Ge's hand trembled slightly as she grasped Qian Lian Xia's hand when she heard this voice.

  Qian Lian Xia looked at him doubtfully, but saw that his eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly under his eyelids.

  The woman walked up to the leader's body, lit three incense sticks, clasped her hands together and paid her respects sincerely before turning around to look at the two groups of people.

  Second Uncle seemed slightly better in his attitude when he saw this woman, and his face showed some embarrassment: "Elder Sister is right."

  The woman's gaze swept to Ye Shengge's face, which seemed to have been delayed for a moment, and then turned to Qian Lixia standing beside him. Her mouth continued to speak indifferently to Ershu, "The leader has just passed away, as for the position of the leader, it is still pending. You are making such a fuss, where do you put me, the leader's wife?"

  Her voice was not loud, but every sentence was like a sharp blade piercing the heart.

  Qian Lian Xia's body was stared at by the woman's gaze, making her whole body hair stand on end. Such eyes, she had seen them on most people, such eyes, were clearly jealous.

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