"Childe Xu, are you mistaken? As far as I know, she comes from the Tiandu Kingdom and had been here for less than a year. She couldn't be your sister," Wu Gui hastened to strike in, as he couldn't for the life of him buy that.
"Bastard! Haven't you enjoyed the last slap to the full? Did you mean that I was so damn stupid that I mistakenly took her as my sister?" Wandong yelled.
"But…" Wu Gen attempted to explain.
"Shut up and f**k off!" Wandong shouted.
Though all flaring up because of Wandong's overbearing manner, Wu Gen was helpless. Albeit powerful as the Qinglong Gang was, they were by no means equal of the Duke of Dingshan.
"Childe Xu, granted she was your sister, don't you find it weird that you're not of identical surnames? Can you give me an explanation for that?" Ma Yi asked, gritting his teeth, as Wu Gen had no option but to remain silent.
"Why an explanation? Why should I, a noble duke-to-be, justify my issues to you?" Wandong asked.
"Childe Xu, that's way to dictator-like!" Ma Yi asked in a low but rampant voice. He was nearly annoyed to death.
Wandong grinned and curved his lips, "Isn't it dictator like for you to have destroyed an innocent girl's store and attempted to drag her away? For you information, if you can't give me a plausible explanation for bullying my sister, you are down! I'll return and ask my grandpa to mobilize our troops to wipe you out!"
"Childe Xu, whether Ye Ling is your sister or not is a question for neither of us. Well, as she is a woman picked by our Chief Han, I'm surely taking her away. But I won't deny that we have acted in an offensive manner today. What do you say you spare us for the time being? Then we will present lavish gifts to your heart's content," Ma Yi changed tacts.
"Heh…What do they call this? Stick and Carrot! The Qinglong Gang is rather resourceful! I'm really honoured to have experienced it. That is really amazing!" Wandong said with dramatic sarcasm.
Ma Yi's face increasingly darkened. If it had been anyone else, Ma Yi had long taken action to fight back. However, the Duke of Dingshan was such a big shot that Ma Yi had to calculate the risk of challenging him. If Xu Yaoting had come to harm, it would have been on Ma Yi's head and their patron wouldn't have been able to save the Qinglong Gang.
"Esteemed Childe Xu, could you please give us a bit of faces and let go of Ye Ling?" Ma Yi said in a self-satisfied earnest tone. He assumed that he had made a concession.
"Old dog, could you please raise your hand high in mercy this time and spare my sister. What do you say?" Wandong said with a cool smile, looking steadfast.
"My apologies. That is not feasible for me. I'm willing to fulfil the assignment I was tasked with at the cost of my life in compliance with Chief Xu," Ma Yi raised his voice pitch.
"If so. Then there is unlikely we can arrive at a consensus. As far as I'm concerned, the days of the Qinglong Gang are numbered," Wandong said in a deliberate absent-minded tone.
"Stupid young lad, how come you are barking about here? Can't you see I'm enjoying my drinks? " A drunk voice came forth while Wandong's voice was fading away. Then there appeared a steaming guy, looking lewd. He staggered along outside the store.
Wandong knitted his eyebrows and looked over at Ma Yi. The latter retained his composure, as if nothing had happened. He even didn't cast a glance at the wandering drunkard. The bizarreness alerted Wandong forthwith.
After having the drunk guy under a careful scrutiny, Wandong spotted something unusual right away. The drunkard, seemingly teetering, walked in a surprisingly steady manner, impevious to the impact of alcohol. His cultivation of the spiritual energy must have peaked in the fourth stage. When he laid eyes on Wandong, the whole area was permeated with a murderous vibe. With no doubt, he came at Wandong. And it was highly likely that he was right in the charge of the Qinglong Gang.