out for Shanghai, having grown familiar and lowered their guards during these few days together.

Shanghai, the bustling metropolis, remained as vibrant as ever, with its constant traffic and towering skyscrapers brushing the sky. Handsomely dressed men and beautifully attired women were everywhere, dazzling the eyes.

Xue Ying, who had grown up outside the city, was deeply captivated by the luxurious scenes, dragging Yang Feng around to see everything new and intriguing.

Watching her childlike excitement, Yang Feng felt a great affection for his present life, allowing her to lead him around. However, their worn attire drew disdainful glances from the opulently dressed passersby.

"Brother, why don't we rest at our place?" Li Wenlong suggested, shooing away the onlookers. "We need to discuss tomorrow's plans carefully; it's safer at home."

"Lead the way."

Recognizing the approval in Yang Feng's response, Li Wenlong led them through several streets to an older house in a poor neighborhood.

The house, clearly having been unoccupied for a while, had thick dust covering the doors and furniture. After a thorough cleaning, it looked much better.

Xiao Hei, the little black dog, had long accompanied Xue Ying, and everyone liked it. However, they couldn't care for it while in Shanghai, so they left it with Xue Ying's good friend. Xue Ying cried over the separation.

To deeply uproot the Black Tiger Gang, Yang Feng decided to remove the cancerous gang decisively. He shared his plan with the brothers, who understood their roles clearly.

The Black Tiger Gang now lacked formidable experts, with Li Zhen himself only at mid-Yellow Rank. The disciples and bodyguards couldn't withstand the seven early Yellow Rank experts, making the upcoming battle almost a sure win.

However, they feared Li Zhen might have hidden aces; as the gang leader, he was bound to have contingencies, so they would have to adapt as needed.

As night descended, the street market became lively. In the poor neighborhood, many vendors relied on nightly sales to make a living.

Sharing in the camaraderie of their new company, they found a street stall, ordering plenty of food and drink for a feast.

Perhaps unused to such rich food, Xue Ying ate more than usual. They indulged heartily without much expense.

"Madam, the bill, please!"

The stall owner, a woman, came over, calculating the cost of the meal.

"All together, it's 750 yuan!"

Li Wenlong placed eight red bills on the table. As the owner reached for the money, she recognized him and froze in fear.

"Aren't you the Right Enforcer of the Black Tiger Gang?" she stammered. "Consider this meal on the house."

Yang Feng realized the gang's notorious reputation, shaking his head. Li Wenlong motioned to him, and he promptly placed the money

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