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Chapter 65
Huang Yuming flinched under Jiang Ning’s gaze, and for a moment, he hesitated before responding. “It’s not fear, Big Boss, but there’s no denying that these people are dangerous. I’m just worried they might try to take advantage of the situation.”
Jiang Ning leaned back in his chair, still looking at him with that piercing, unshakable expression. “You’ve cleaned up their mess and exposed their weaknesses. Now, they want to lash out. But you can handle it. They can’t touch you.”
His words were firm, filled with an unspoken authority that made Huang Yuming feel both reassured and more nervous at the same time. Despite Jiang Ning’s confidence, the situation was fraught with tension. These weren’t just ordinary criminals; these were powerful figures who had lost face and money, and they were known for taking ruthless revenge on anyone who crossed them.
“I’ll go, but… I can’t guarantee what’s going to happen.” Huang Yuming said, his voice lower than usual, his eyes flickering to the invitation card once more. “They’ll likely have something planned. It might not just be a simple conversation.”
Jiang Ning’s lips curled into a slight smile, his eyes narrowing. “If you go there and they try anything, make sure they regret it. Don’t show them any weakness.”
Huang Yuming took a deep breath, feeling the weight of Jiang Ning’s words. He wasn’t just speaking casually. The unspoken message was clear: Jiang Ning expected him to handle this situation as if his life depended on it. Because, in many ways, it did. If Huang Yuming let these people undermine him now, it would not only tarnish his reputation but also make him vulnerable to further attacks from powerful enemies.
“Understood,” Huang Yuming said with renewed determination. “I’ll make sure nothing goes wrong.”
As Huang Yuming left the office, Jiang Ning sat back, his mind working through the possible outcomes of this meeting. He wasn’t worried about Huang Yuming; his loyalty to Jiang Ning was absolute, and his capability in handling tough situations was evident. But there were larger implications at play. This wasn’t just about one man’s troubles; this was about setting a message that would resonate across the underworld.
The way things were escalating, Jiang Ning knew the consequences of his actions in the illegal circles wouldn’t be contained for long. The forces he was dealing with now were connected to larger, more influential families and individuals—people who had their own ambitions and grudges. Jin Ran’s actions were just the tip of the iceberg.
Meanwhile, in the darkened, upscale corner of the East Lake Teahouse, the atmosphere was heavy with tension. The high-ceilinged room was lined with thick velvet curtains, and the soft glow of lanterns cast long shadows on the polished wooden floor. A group of shadowy figures sat at a large, round table, each of them wearing expressions of barely-contained anger and frustration.
A tall man, whose face was partially obscured by a black mask, spoke first. “That Huang Yuming… Do you think he really has the guts to show up here tonight?” His voice was sharp, almost mocking, yet underlined with a dangerous edge.
“Of course, he will,” another figure replied, his voice laced with venom. “He’s got nowhere else to go. He thinks he can play both sides, but he’s about to find out what happens when you get caught between two powerful forces.”
They all laughed cruelly, but the tension was palpable. Everyone in the room knew that a storm was coming. No one wanted to be on the receiving end of it.
Jin Ran’s face twisted with frustration as he paced the room. “That Jiang Ning… He humiliated me. I’m not going to let him get away with this. He thinks he can just do whatever he wants. I’ll make sure he regrets it, too.”
He slammed his fist on the table, his eyes wild with anger. “And that Lin Yuzhen? She’ll be mine. I’ll show her what happens when she dares to turn me down.”
As Jin Ran raged, the other figures exchanged uneasy glances. They all knew that the situation with Jiang Ning was spiraling out of control. And while they shared a common goal of taking down Huang Yuming and the people aligned with him, they also realized that they were opening a door to far more dangerous consequences.
Outside the teahouse, a cold wind blew across the lake, rustling the trees. The calm before the storm was almost suffocating.
Jiang Ning was already on their radar, and his allies were not people they could afford to underestimate. But as the night wore on, the undercurrent of fear and uncertainty grew stronger. No one knew what would happen next—but one thing was certain: the games being played now were not only about power, but about survival.
