Chapter 87: Dominance

From this day forward, there will be no more underground world in Qian City!

Overbearing! Incredibly overbearing!

Everyone involved in the city’s underworld who heard Mo Han’s declaration felt a trembling deep within their hearts, their eyes brimming with murderous intent.

Mo Han was cutting off their livelihood!

They all knew that the entire underground world of Qian City not only tied together the interests of many local big shots, but was also closely linked to the power of the Mo family in the North.

For Mo Han to act with such unyielding dominance—did he not fear being torn apart by the masses?

Of course, figures like Xu Biao, Left Azure Dragon, and the other kingpins of the underworld were unwilling to submit. Yet, seeing the coldness in Mo Han’s gaze, none dared voice their defiance.

Even Fifth Master, the king of the underground, had been defeated—what did they have to pit against Mo Han?

Silence, however, did not mean surrender. The pie was simply too large. Even if they gave in, the powers behind them would never accept such terms.

At this moment, Mo Han took out two Rejuvenation Pills and gave them to Fifth Master and Dominator Blade, stabilizing their worsening injuries.

After swallowing the pills and realizing death did not await them, both men were left with complicated feelings. Regardless of what happened next, they knew the organization they had painstakingly built—Gathering Virtue Manor—was finished. Even if Mo Han spared their lives, they could never restore the manor’s former glory. All their pride and prestige had been smashed to pieces by Mo Han’s two fists.

Especially after Mo Han’s pronouncement: from today onward, there was no longer an underground world in Qian City.

Such a simple phrase, yet so absolutely domineering.

He was openly making enemies of all the city’s powers! And especially the Mo family in the North.

Did he truly not care? Was he planning to take revenge against the Northern Mo family?

Thinking this, Fifth Master’s regret grew even deeper. He should never have provoked this demon.

Originally, even if they could not become friends, they might have been allies!

Fifth Master sighed inwardly, filled with unwillingness and helplessness.

"You must have amassed quite a fortune all these years," Mo Han said, looking at Fifth Master with a smile.

Fifth Master nodded. "Eighty percent was taken by the Mo family."

"The Mo family? Which Mo family?" Mo Han was taken aback. He hadn’t expected a kingpin like Fifth Master to be working for someone else.

It truly surprised him.

Fifth Master forced a bitter smile. Mo Han really didn’t know his own background? How frustrating.

"Your own family," Fifth Master said with some bitterness.

"The Mo family in the North?" Mo Han raised his eyebrows, surprised to find Fifth Master was connected to the Mo family as well.

As for his relationship with the Mo family, Mo Han’s own memories were hazy. There were still things he needed to ask his adoptive father, Jiang Zhizhong.

But it didn’t matter now. For the time being, all he wanted was to help his wife earn more money and do meaningful work. When the time came for him to return to the North, he would seek the answers he needed.

He just hadn’t expected to cross paths with the Mo family so soon.

"Yes. Are you afraid?" Fifth Master sneered.

Mo Han smiled calmly, not bothering to answer.

Sensing the disdain in Mo Han’s eyes, Fifth Master had nothing more to say.

Mo Han truly did not put the Northern Mo family in his eyes.

Recalling the past, Fifth Master realized just how terrifying Mo Han was. So young, yet so capable of patience, even willing to become a live-in son-in-law. Such resolve was beyond ordinary men.

Was he truly preparing to take revenge on the Mo family?

"I have five hundred million on this card; the password is XXXXXX. The industries under Gathering Virtue Manor’s name could fetch another two hundred million or so," Fifth Master said, knowing Mo Han would seize his assets. With a sigh, he handed over the bank card.

Mo Han accepted it, smiling. "You’re smart—not making demands of me."

Fifth Master gave a wry smile.

Now, Mo Han was the butcher, and he was the meat on the chopping block—what right did he have to make demands?

"From now on, you two will work for me. Whether I pay you or not depends on your performance," Mo Han said, pocketing the card and standing to leave.

"Mo Han, aren’t you going too far? Don’t you think this is an insult?" Dominator Blade shouted angrily.

"Not convinced, are you?"

Mo Han stopped and turned, his face full of contempt. "I’ll provide you with medicine and martial arts. Beat me or kill me—if you can do it, no one will ever humiliate you again.

And I won’t put a time limit on it. I only require you to improve every day; as long as you do, I’ll keep giving you chances.

Otherwise, not only will I continue to insult you, but I’ll kill you in the most brutal way possible."

Dominator Blade trembled, staring deathly at Mo Han, his pride deeply wounded.

How belittling!

"Mo Han, will you give me this chance?" As Dominator Blade stood bewildered, Fifth Master’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Mo Han glanced at him, mocking, "Your martial heart is broken; giving you the chance would only waste my resources and time."

With that, he turned and walked out.

"Fifth Master, what does Mo Han mean—is he insulting my intelligence?" Dominator Blade asked, confused.

He truly didn’t understand what Mo Han was getting at.

"Old friend, this is your opportunity," Fifth Master said with a bitter smile.

"My opportunity?"

"Yes."

Fifth Master nodded, but didn’t say more. "Seize it and train hard. One day, you’ll understand."

Dominator Blade was even more bewildered, but since Fifth Master didn’t want to explain, he didn’t press further.

Still, the humiliation Mo Han had dealt them burned in his heart. One day, he swore, he would defeat Mo Han.

This time, Li Qilang and his men had gone too far: among the one hundred and fifty elite members of Gathering Virtue Manor, though none were in mortal danger, most suffered fractures or even more severe bone injuries.

It would take a fortune to heal them.

But these men were far superior to any ordinary bodyguards. Mo Han thought it worth the cost to see them recovered.