"So, what’s your choice?"
Dongchuan Ichiro looked at the Great Elder before him, poured another cup of tea, and pushed it towards him.
"The previous tea has cooled. Let me give you a new cup."
Seeing the insidious smile on Dongchuan Ichiro’s face and feeling the immense pressure from the person in the shadows, the Great Elder couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. He picked up the teacup in front of him and brought it to his lips.
"Do you think... I have any other choice?"
Watching the Great Elder drink the tea, Dongchuan Ichiro smiled in satisfaction, but his clenched fists and continuous trembling betrayed the excitement in his heart!
"In that case, I won’t let you help for nothing."
From the shadows, Lin Beichen threw out a document and dropped it in front of the Great Elder.
"What’s this?"
As the Great Elder opened the document, he instinctively asked.
Lin Beichen smiled without answering. When the Great Elder saw the contents of the document, he couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
"This... this is..."
The Great Elder’s voice trembled to the point where he couldn’t complete a single sentence.
"In the Tokyo Metropolitan Area’s 12th District on the edge of the 11th, two casinos, one adult entertainment venue, and one commercial street are all given to you."
Lin Beichen’s deep voice sounded again. Hidden in the darkness, Lin Beichen seemed to possess a special kind of magic power; his deep voice carried an undeniable authority, completely unresistable.
"But this..."
In his excitement, the Great Elder suddenly realized a problem, calming his previously excited heart.
"You want to say that these aren’t part of your Dongchuan Clan’s territory, and that based on your clan alone, you cannot take over these areas. Am I right?"
Not giving the Great Elder a chance to continue, Lin Beichen directly interrupted.
The Great Elder instinctively looked at Dongchuan Ichiro, then nodded.
"Indeed, with your Dongchuan Clan alone, it’s impossible. But what about with the Underworld Three Giants?"
"Can you mobilize them?"
The Great Elder looked incredulous. Although he had never seen Lin Beichen’s methods, in his impression, no one powerful enough to simultaneously mobilize the Black Dragon Association and other powerful entities had ever been born.
"In fact, they’ve already started."
Lin Beichen nodded at Dongchuan Ichiro, who quickly took out his phone and showed the Great Elder a video.
When he saw the footage, the Great Elder felt his heart constrict, an intense shock leaving him breathless.
"So..."
"Let’s go back. It’s time to convene the inheritance meeting."
As he walked out, the Great Elder’s face showed rare determination.
Why so determined? Perhaps knowing that this matter had become irreversible, or perhaps believing that Dongchuan Ichiro could bring a new world to the Dongchuan Clan.
"Mr. Lin, thank you very much."
The convoy drove towards the Dongchuan Clan’s direction. The Great Elder sat in the first car, while Dongchuan Ichiro and Lin Beichen sat in the second.
"I never thought things would go so smoothly."
Out of respect for Lin Beichen, Dongchuan Ichiro’s form of address had changed from initially calling him "Classmate Lin" to "Mr. Lin."
"In this world, everyone has their value. As long as we offer the value they want, there’s no one we can’t handle."
Lin Beichen smiled slightly, recalling what he had once read in a book.
In Lin Beichen’s eyes, whether it was the struggle for family succession or the reshuffling of underworld forces, it all boiled down to one thing: interest. Therefore, as long as you understood the interests your target desired, you could easily bring down that target. Hearing Lin Beichen’s words, Dongchuan Ichiro’s lips curved into a peculiar smile.
"So, I wonder, what’s Mr. Lin’s asking price?"
As soon as Dongchuan Ichiro finished his sentence, he regretted it. He felt the temperature inside the car suddenly drop, a chilling air emanating from Lin Beichen, clearly displeased by his words.
Dongchuan Ichiro’s face showed a look of terror. He wanted to say something to express his apology, but after opening his mouth for a long time, no words came out.
It wasn’t that Dongchuan Ichiro didn’t want to apologize, but the sharp, icy aura from Lin Beichen made him too fearful to continue speaking.
"Of course, I have my own bargaining chips. I just think you can’t meet them."
After Lin Beichen said this, the bone-chilling cold disappeared. Dongchuan Ichiro gave a forced smile, letting out a sigh of relief.
"We’re almost...
As they approached the Dongchuan Clan’s villa, Dongchuan Ichiro was about to introduce the clan to ease the earlier awkward atmosphere when, accompanied by a loud noise, the car in front of them was suddenly hit and sent flying.
The powerful impact caused the car to explode on the spot. Fortunately, the distance it was thrown was far enough not to affect Lin Beichen and the others.
The scene before them stunned everyone present. It wasn’t until the car exploded a second time that those around them came back to their senses.
"It seems someone doesn’t want the Great Elder to return."
Stepping out of the vehicle, Lin Beichen looked at the car, now reduced to twisted metal, and muttered to himself.