The frigid night carried a desolate air, and some were destined to have bad luck tonight.
Zhu Nan sat on the soft sofa, sipping on red wine worth tens of thousands of yuan.
His heart had already blossomed with joy.
After more than a decade of struggling and scraping by, he had accumulated numerous scars, but today, it all seemed to have paid off.
The Chen Family had been annihilated, and a vast amount of power had been swallowed.
He had become the king of Linhai's underworld.
With just a word from him, the underworld of Linhai would tremble in fear.
Even though he had now pledged allegiance to the Lin Family.
But if the Lin Family wanted to stabilize Linhai, they still needed to support him as their spokesman here.
He could still wield power and influence.
Even more, these days he had fulfilled a dream he had often thought about but had been unable to achieve.
That was to execute that big star raised by Chen Feng.
