During such a tense period, it was easy to trigger a chain reaction.
Xu Xinyao strongly agreed and nodded, "No wonder Yuan Hao was able to transport people in secretly."
Although the residence of the leader of the biggest gang paled in comparison to the Prime Minister's Mansion in Jingjiang City, it still covered a large area.
As they walked past several courtyards, the group finally entered the rear hall where the host lived.
Little bridges over flowing water, elegant pavilions among the clouds, and stone paths leading straight to the hall ahead.
Suddenly,
a middle-aged man with half black and half white hair emerged from the hall ahead, his face marked by a scar, carrying a subtle aura of murderous intent.
He perfectly matched Xu Yuan's impression of a gang boss.
The scout leading the way immediately whispered an introduction:
"Third Young Master, this man is the leader of the Pingshui Gang. I shall take my leave now."
"Mhm, you may go."
