In one of the private chambers at the Golden Dragon restaurant, two men are drinking wine.
"Meng Tao got lucky, again." A guy is in his late twenties crushed the wine glass in frustration. "That geezer must have hired someone to protect the bastard."
"Cool down, young master." An Elder of the Meng clan tried to calm him. "This time, we will give the job to Assassin Guild. As long as we pay enough, they will take care of the matter."
"Do whatever it takes, Elder Lim. I need his death before he reaches 18. Forget about the position, I don't want to give even a tiny bit of inheritance to him, no matter what." Meng Yu Han spoke to him.
"Or maybe, we can take out Meng Yi Jun. Once he's gone, the young master can ascend to the position of clan head," Duan Zhong, a friend of Meng Yu Han advised to kill the current clan head, instead of focusing on trash.
