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Chapter 507 - 471: Rather Be Shattered Jade

Chapter 507: Chapter 471: Rather Be Shattered Jade

The sound rang out, and the people in the hall all turned to look towards the entrance. The bodyguards standing behind the higher-ups all drew their weapons, their expressions wary.

It wasn’t just one person coming in but a group, and all were big shots.

"Master Mo?"

"Third Master Mei?"

"Qu Zheng?"

"Old Ghost Yang?"

...

The executives of the Shared Guardian Association watched in surprise as the people who walked through the door turned out to be influential figures from the Southern F Chinese societies!

There were four leaders at the forefront, from four Chinese societies in Southern F, and these societies were not weaker in scale compared to the Shared Guardian Association, some even stronger.

One of them, a tall, bald middle-aged man with a fierce face, fixed his gaze on Wu Li as soon as he entered and said, "You are Wu Li, aren’t you?"

His voice was the same as the one that had said ’he has already provoked us’ just now; it was obviously him who had spoken earlier. He was Mo Qiang, the president of Pu Hua Chamber of Commerce, with considerable influence in Southern F. Even people like Xie Ming had to address him as Master Mo when they saw him.

Wu Li glanced casually at Mo Qiang and didn’t care much for him since he was a hopeless fighter, but the Martial Artists following behind the four leaders surprised Wu Li; they were all Master Level Martial Artists!

Seeing Wu Li ignore him, a flash of fierce light appeared in Mo Qiang’s eyes, "Young man, don’t think that just because you’ve made a name for yourself, you can disregard everyone else, you still have a long way to go!"

"Oh?"

Wu Li’s gaze shifted, and he spoke to Mo Qiang in a calm tone, "Say another word of nonsense, and I’ll make you never speak again in your life."

Mo Qiang’s eyes bulged and his face flushed red, "You!"

He had seen many people talk tough in his life; he could distinguish at a glance who was all bark and no bite, and who had the confidence to back their words. Wu Li just sat there, appearing like an ordinary university student, with a very calm demeanor; his actions and gaze lacked any hint of murderous intent, and yet, for no reason, Mo Qiang felt a wave of fear—as if saying one more word would lead to something terribly frightening happening the next second!

It was the same old saying, a man’s reputation is like a tree’s shadow; even if Mo Qiang verbally claimed that Wu Li had a long way to go, Wu Li’s past achievements made no one dare to underestimate him.

Seeing Mo Qiang subdued, He Ye stood up and took the initiative to ask, "May I know what brings all the leaders here today?"

One of the old men at Mo Qiang’s side, dressed in a Sun-Yat Sen suit and leaning on a dragon-head cane, said, "We are here today to show your Shared Guardian Association the way forward."

His name was Yang Hong, president of the Hongshan Chamber of Commerce, and a member of the Chinese societies in Cape Town, which always clashed with the Shared Guardian Association.

He Ye looked at Yang Hong with a cold gaze, "What do you mean?"

Yang Hong said, "We four chambers of commerce have already agreed to cooperate with Le Yuan, and we are here today to present the Shared Guardian Association with its last opportunity!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the executives present from the Shared Guardian Association were all shocked; no one had expected that ’Le Yuan’ had already persuaded four large Chinese societies.

He Ye glared at Yang Hong through gritted teeth, "Old Ghost Yang, acting so proud even though you’re being someone’s lapdog, you really have opened my eyes."

Yang Hong gripped his dragon-head cane tighter, his arm’s veins bulging, and sneered, "He Ye, if you’ve got the guts, then stand your ground. I want to see just how tough your backbone is."

He Ye was about to speak when Xie Ming couldn’t help but interrupt him, "He Ye, don’t let your emotions get the best of you!"

Then he turned to the other executives and said, "Since the situation is like this, we don’t necessarily have to go against Le Yuan. With so many societies cooperating with Le Yuan, we would..."

"Xie Ming!"

A loud rebuke interrupted Xie Ming’s words, and someone stepped forward from the crowd.

"Uncle Ba?!"

"Old Li!"

Exclamations arose, and Xie Ming’s eyes widened.

The three people who stepped out of the crowd were Ba Tongwei and others who had previously been ’taken’ by people from ’Le Yuan’ for opposing Xie Ming.

Xie Ming said, "You..."

Ba Tongwei, with his white hair but still full of vigor, looked at Xie Ming with anger on his face, "You didn’t expect us to be alive, did you?"

Xie Ming opened his mouth, "I... I never wanted to kill you."

"Shut up!" Ba Tongwei bellowed.

"Xie Ming, we all supported you to become the president of the Shared Guardian Association. I’ve been wholeheartedly loyal to you all these years, and you joined outsiders to deal with me just because we disagreed?"

Xie Ming looked ashamed, "Uncle Ba, I was blinded for a moment..."

"But Ah Wei is dead!"

Ba Tongwei’s eyes turned blood-red. Ah Wei was his only son, killed by a stray bullet when ’Le Yuan’ came to abduct Ba Tongwei.

Xie Ming shook his head, "I didn’t want it to happen, I didn’t want it to happen..."

Ba Tongwei’s gaze turned colder, "Do you know why the people from Le Yuan suddenly decided to kill you? Because I convinced them!"

Xie Ming was stunned, and Ba Tongwei said with a cold laugh, "They supported you only to make the Martial Artists from the Shared Guardians cooperate with their experiments. But, over the years, I’ve been the one in charge of the Martial Arts Hall and security services. He Ye was trained by me. Instead of backing you, they’re better off supporting me!"

...

Xie Ming understood; he finally knew why the people from ’Le Yuan’ suddenly wanted to kill him—it was Ba Tongwei who turned against him.

Before, Ba Tongwei was the most opposed among the high-ranking members of the Shared Guardian Association to cooperating with "Le Yuan," which is why Xie Ming had him kidnapped. But as Ba Tongwei said, once he agreed to work with "Le Yuan," he indeed was the most suitable candidate.

Ba Tongwei looked at He Ye, "Little He, I support you as the president of the Shared Guardian Association, but I have one condition, Xie Ming must die!"

With a thump, Xie Ming collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

"Uncle Ba..." He Ye looked at Ba Tongwei with a complex expression.

Ba Tongwei’s gaze was icy as he watched Xie Ming, "Little He, several of your disciples also died because of him, don’t you want to kill him?"

He Ye nodded, "I do."

Ba Tongwei said, "Then that’s settled. Kill Xie Ming and cooperate with Le Yuan, and this matter will be considered past."

He Ye clenched his teeth, "Uncle Ba, even if Xie Ming is the cause of this, the fact that Ah Wei and my disciples died at the hands of Le Yuan’s people is also true. Are you still willing to cooperate with them?"

On hearing this, Ba Tongwei’s eyes dimmed, "Little He, the situation is stronger than the people."

He Ye looked at Mo Qiang and the other four, fists clenched, without saying a word.

Ba Tongwei turned to Wu Li, "Master Wu, Dark Clown is one of Le Yuan’s, and you’ve killed one of their Dark Clowns. Le Yuan has named you specifically and demands you give an explanation. Either you cooperate with them in their experiments, or you pay with your life."

Mo Qiang looked at Wu Li with an expression of someone watching a good show.

However, before Wu Li could speak, Zhang Ziyue, who was behind him, stood up first, "What, you want to fight?"

As his words fell, the dozen or so Red Sticks who had come with Wu Li also stood up.

Zhang Ziyue said, "Master Wu is our esteemed guest at Hongmen, the benefactor of Zhiyuan Hall’s Sixth Master and Zhiqing Hall’s Hall Master Lin Yun. If you want to take action today, consider the consequences!"

Wu Li sat on the chair, calmly watching Mo Qiang and the others.

Mo Qiang gritted his teeth; he now believed he had boarded Le Yuan’s big ship and no longer feared the American Hongmen, let alone just two of its branches. He wanted to say something brutal but seeing Wu Li’s calm face, he subconsciously swallowed his words.

Ba Tongwei gave Wu Li a salute, "Master Wu, we have no intention of making things difficult for you, but the Shared Guardian Association cannot continue to cooperate with you. Please understand."

Wu Li pointed at Ba Tongwei, "If I remember correctly, you are not the current president of the Shared Guardian Association."

Ba Tongwei: "You..."

Wu Li ignored him and instead turned to look at He Ye, "President He, what’s your opinion?"

"Ha?"

Mo Qiang scoffed, holding back from speaking out in mockery. In his view, whoever led the Shared Guardian Association would not choose to stand with Wu Li, considering the apparent strength of "Le Yuan" alone was already formidable, not to mention that all four major organizations had chosen to submit. Even if "Le Yuan" didn’t act, just the combined force of the four organizations was enough to cause trouble for the Shared Guardian Association.

And what did Wu Li have? Aside from his own strength, the power behind him was not his own, so could he really afford to help him at any cost?

Everyone’s gaze turned to He Ye, waiting for his decision.

He Ye’s gaze alternated between fierce and struggling, without immediately making his stance clear.

"Little He..." Ba Tongwei still planned to persuade him further.

Just then, He Ye suddenly moved.

He walked over to Xie Ming, looking down at him from above.

Xie Ming looked up, his instincts telling him something was wrong, "Old He, I..."

Swish!

A dagger appeared in He Ye’s hand, cleanly slicing through Xie Ming’s throat, blood spurting out.

The room erupted in disturbance, the former president of the Shared Guardian Association, a big boss among the Chinese circles in Southern F, had died just like that.

He Ye turned to face everyone, his gaze cold as a blade, "Xie Ming colluded with outsiders, harming his own brothers. According to the association’s rules, death!"

As the new president, no one opposed his actions.

Then He Ye looked at Ba Tongwei and the others, "As for Le Yuan, for killing my brothers in the association, this blood feud must be avenged!"

At this moment, He Ye was seething with murderous intent, like a Yaksha that had emerged from hell. Wu Li nodded slightly; he felt he hadn’t misjudged He Ye. Here was a Martial Artist with blood still hot in his veins, not willing to kneel.

"He Ye!"

Ba Tongwei looked at He Ye in surprise, "Are you insane?"

"He Ye, don’t be reckless!"

"He Ye, if you act like this, we won’t recognize you as President!"

"Right, if you dare to do this, you’re not fit to be President!"

...

The rest of the high-ranking members of the Shared Guardian Association also stood up, pointing at He Ye and shouting, everyone agitated.

He Ye let out a cold laugh, "I’m set on being the President! Today, whoever dares to cooperate with Le Yuan, I’ll kill!"

As his words ended, two bodyguards behind He Ye immediately drew guns and aimed at the others, and the bodyguards behind the other high-ranking members hesitated for a moment, but a majority of them chose to pull out their guns and aim at their own protectees!

Indeed, Ba Tongwei was in charge of the Martial Arts Hall and the security work, but to the Martial Artists below him, the one with the highest prestige was He Ye, who had personally taught them Kung Fu.