"What? He wants to kill us all as well? How outrageous! Does he really think the Qingshan Gang can rule over all of Poyang City?"
Inside Changhong Inn, many patrons erupted in anger after hearing Song Lei's words, loudly voicing their outrage.
Hunter Liu, sitting silently, grew more vigilant. Although he could protect himself, Liu Huihui and Liu Qin would need his protection too. In this situation, they were in significant danger; with their seventh-tier Body Tempering cultivation, even a low-ranking thug from outside would outmatch them.
Hong Feiqiu's face grew darker as he eyed the 800-plus men now blocking the streets. An uneasy feeling crept up on him. He knew that the Qingshan Gang couldn't possibly have such overwhelming power, and these people likely weren't from the Qingshan Gang.
"Could the three major gangs have decided to get involved in this?"
Apart from the three main gangs, Hong Feiqiu couldn't think of any other forces in Poyang City capable of amassing so many fighters, all with a minimum of tenth-tier Body Tempering cultivation. It seemed likely that this was a joint effort by the three gangs.
But how could the balance that had held in Poyang City for decades suddenly shift? Why would the three gangs unite, and what were they plotting?
And what about the City Lord's Mansion? Was it not involved in this matter? Why hadn't the city lord's forces shown up yet?
Poyang's three main gangs—the Skull Gang, the Flying Swallow Gang, and the Yunhai Gang—were dominated by the Skull Gang, the most powerful of the three. Yet, even the Skull Gang's influence couldn't rival that of the City Lord's Mansion.
In addition to its private guard force, all at the tenth tier of Body Tempering or higher, the City Lord's Mansion also had a substantial city defense army. Although Poyang City's defense force was smaller than other cities', each soldier was at least eighth or ninth tier in Body Tempering—no ordinary army could compete with that.
"Song Lei, so you've pledged loyalty to the three gangs? What are you trying to achieve? Do you not want to be the Qingshan Gang's leader anymore?"
Hong Feiqiu sneered, his cold tone laced with sarcasm.
Song Lei laughed. "Hong Feiqiu, you're a fool. You think it's wise to cozy up to City Lord Shu Sheng? Don't you know Shu Sheng will soon be ousted, and Master Zhou Longqi will be put in his place? I'm aligning myself with the rightful leader. The other two gangs have also pledged allegiance to Master Zhou, making an alliance led by the Skull Gang. As for my position, who said I'd give up my place as leader of the Qingshan Gang? I'm joining Master Zhou, not being absorbed. But I will follow him completely. His strength is nearly on par with Shu Sheng's, and he has a backing force far beyond your imagination. With that support, not even Shu Sheng, nor anyone at his level, would dare to challenge Master Zhou."
"What? Zhou Longqi wants to be city lord? He's dreaming! He truly believes he can match City Lord Shu's strength? I'm telling you, it's impossible. As for the powerful backing you claim he has, maybe it's formidable, but City Lord Shu also has powerful supporters—something you probably don't know about. Hah! I won't spoil it for you. I'll just wait to see how you and Zhou Longqi's band of misfits handle it."