Return of the Celestial King

Wu Chenggang’s eyes instantly widened, and he stared fixedly at Qin Tuo.

Qin Tuo said coolly,

"How is this any different from outright robbery? You want me to inexplicably lose over two hundred million. Do you really think I’d accept that?"

His rhetorical question instantly made the atmosphere tense.

Wu Chenggang’s expression wavered, then he grit his teeth.

"Fine, then. In that case, I’ll pay the original price. You sell the Snow Lotus to me. That way you won’t take a loss, right?"

Wu Chenggang felt he had no choice. The longer this dragged on, the more uneasy he felt, so he was now willing to pay the original price to get the Snow Lotus.

Hearing this, Zhou Qihua wished he could nod and accept the offer on Qin Tuo’s behalf.

Even Chen Man Ni thought Qin Tuo should accept the deal.

They were badly outnumbered, and if a fight broke out, they wouldn’t come out on top.

Even if Qin Tuo was a skilled fighter, Zhou Qihua and Lin Yuyan were completely defenseless and could get seriously hurt.

However, Qin Tuo just sneered and refused outright.

"Sorry, Boss Wu, but I’m not selling this Thousand-Year-Old Snow Lotus, no matter how much money you offer."

Seeing how firm his attitude was, Wu Chenggang finally snapped.

He gnashed his teeth and began to curse,

"You punk with the surname Qin, you just don’t know what’s good for you! I’ve given you plenty of face, but you’d rather be shameless. Do you really want to force my hand?!"

At this, his underling, Song Qiang, brandished the long blade in his hand, a vicious look on his face as he glowered at Qin Tuo.

The dozen or so other thugs at his side also readied themselves, waiting only for Wu Chenggang’s command.

This gave Zhou Qihua and the others a huge fright. Every one of them was tense with anxiety.

Faced with this scene, Qin Tuo merely smiled and said,

"Boss Wu, right now we’re still talking business. But if you decide to get physical, you’ll be breaking the rules. And when that happens, don’t blame me for dealing with you in a way that’s... outside the rules. So, you’d better think carefully."

Seeing Qin Tuo’s calm demeanor, Wu Chenggang couldn’t help but become more cautious, his face showing a hint of suspicion.

Zhou Qihua was so nervous he could barely breathe. He felt that Qin Tuo was far too bold. How could he still make threats while surrounded by so many gangsters? ’Isn’t he just asking to die?’

However, Song Qiang couldn’t take it anymore. He said with a disdainful look,

"Kid, you really think we scare that easily?!"

The moment the words left his mouth, without waiting for a command from Wu Chenggang, he lunged forward.

Song Qiang had long been irritated by Qin Tuo’s arrogant demeanor. He wanted to draw first blood and intimidate him and his friends.

SWISH!

Song Qiang swung his blade, slashing directly at Qin Tuo’s face.

Zhou Qihua and the others immediately cried out in terror.

"Brother Qin, look out!"

But in the face of the descending blade, Qin Tuo remained perfectly still, his hands clasped behind his back, a look of utter indifference on his face.

Seeing this, his friends broke out in a cold sweat, their hearts leaping into their throats.

When Song Qiang saw that Qin Tuo wasn’t even trying to dodge, a cruel smile touched the corners of his mouth.

"Alright, kid. You’re asking for it, so don’t blame me for what happens next!"

His blade was about to split Qin Tuo’s forehead, but just then, Long Wu shot forward like a phantom.

THUD!

Long Wu lashed out with a vicious kick, and the immense force sent Song Qiang tumbling to the ground.

CRACK...

Everyone clearly heard the sickening sound of a bone shattering.

"AHHH, IT HURTS SO MUCH!"

The long blade dropped from Song Qiang’s hand as he let out a series of squeals like a stuck pig.

Everyone stared, their eyes wide in disbelief at this sudden turn of events.

A look of utter disbelief filled Wu Chenggang’s eyes.

Song Qiang had been with him for many years. He was one of his most capable henchmen and had handled countless thorny issues for him, almost never failing.

Wu Chenggang knew very well that Song Qiang was formidable, yet he hadn’t even been able to withstand a single move from the man standing next to Qin Tuo.

Zhou Qihua and Lin Yuyan looked at each other, utterly astonished.

They couldn’t help but recall how Long Wu had stayed by Qin Tuo’s side, keeping such a low profile that he seemed no different from a servant.

They never imagined he could be so strong. It was a classic case of still waters running deep!

Having made his move, Long Wu’s domineering aura erupted, and he stepped directly in front of Qin Tuo.

"Wu Chenggang, you piece of shit! You dare try to pull a fast one on me? When I was ruling the streets, you weren’t even potty-trained yet!"

This sheer force of presence from Long Wu made everyone’s hearts pound wildly in their chests.

At that moment, Long Wu had completely resumed his persona as the Southwest Underground Emperor. A potent killing intent radiated from him, chilling everyone to the bone.

Wu Chenggang was so terrified his scalp went numb. He stared intently at Long Wu for a moment and suddenly felt that he looked somewhat familiar...

Terrified by Long Wu’s bloodthirsty aura, he asked in a trembling voice,

"Who... who are you? Why are you sticking your nose in this?"

Long Wu threw his head back and laughed, then his voice turned to ice as he said,

"Listen up. I am Long Wu, Hall Master of Huaiyi Hall. On the streets, they call me Master Long!"

A single sentence, and the entire crowd was utterly shocked.

Song Qiang, who was still on the ground crying out in pain, suddenly froze, his mouth hanging open, unable to make a sound.

The surrounding thugs stumbled backward, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Behind him, Zhou Qihua and the others were practically petrified, unable to believe what they were hearing.

As for Wu Chenggang, it was as if he had seen a ghost. His legs gave out from under him.

THUMP!

His face pale, he collapsed onto his rear. A moment later, he scrambled to ask,

"Are you really Master Long? The Southwest Underground Emperor, the Hall Master of Huaiyi Hall?"

After all, Wu Chenggang himself had gotten his start in the underworld.

Many years ago, he had caught a glimpse of Long Wu from afar, back when the man was at the height of his power.

That was why he’d found Long Wu somewhat familiar, but he never dreamed he would meet the man himself today.

And of all places, under these circumstances!

Long Wu snorted coldly, a frosty smile in his eyes, but said nothing.

It finally dawned on Wu Chenggang. He scrambled to his knees and began to kowtow frantically, begging for mercy.

"Master Long! This lowly one didn’t realize it was you! I have offended you gravely. I beg you, Master Long, please be the bigger man and forgive my ignorance!"

Seeing this, his underlings were so scared they immediately dropped their weapons and huddled in a corner, completely at a loss.

But in the face of Wu Chenggang’s pleas, Long Wu remained expressionless and unmoved.

He slowly turned his head to look at Qin Tuo, his expression one of respectful inquiry.