Chapter 113: Winds of Change

“Ring…!” The sudden shrill ring of the bulky old mobile phone that Yan Xu had tossed aside shattered the quiet of the small room.

“Hello?” Yan Xu answered the call.

“Axu, why are you answering so late? Something’s happened—come to my place immediately.” The anxious voice on the other end belonged to Jimao. He sounded urgent, dropping the usual teasing tone he used with Yan Xu. The last time he sounded this urgent was the day Bald Strong died.

“What happened?” Yan Xu frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong. He hurriedly asked.

“It’s hard to explain for now. Just come quickly to the old house at the back mountain of Gupu. Remember to bring some food. Be careful on the way—don’t leave a tail.” Jimao gave a special warning.

Hearing the mention of the back mountain old house and the warning to watch for tails, Yan Xu immediately grasped the gravity of the situation. Gupu was Jimao’s hometown, and the back mountain there was their ancestral home. Yan Xu had accompanied Jimao there a few times before. It was a remote place, accessible only by a rough, overgrown mountain path from Gupu village. The old house had been abandoned long before Jimao was born. Its isolation and years of neglect had turned it into something of a haunted house. Under normal circumstances, Jimao would never choose such a place for a meeting unless something seriously urgent had occurred.

“Alright! I’ll be there soon.” Yan Xu quickly ended the call.

Meanwhile, Weng Meiling had already stood up; she had overheard the conversation and knew Yan Xu was dealing with something important.

“I have something to take care of. I need to go out for a while,” Yan Xu said, looking at Weng Meiling.

“Be careful,” Weng Meiling reminded him, having sensed the urgency from the phone call.

“Mm,” Yan Xu nodded and stepped closer to give her a light hug.

“You…” Weng Meiling narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips with a soft hum, reacting to his gesture.

“Be careful when you’re out. If Amin sees you, you won’t have a good time. Let’s see how you explain it,” she warned.

“Ah?” Yan Xu was momentarily stunned by Weng Meiling’s words. He hadn’t expected her to know about his relationship with Zhou Huimin. Their affair had been kept very secret; apart from a few senior executives at Longzu Corporation and a handful of close friends, very few knew.

“Ah what? I saw everything that happened on the red carpet. No one else noticed, but I did. Those red marks on your waist must have hurt. Your wandering eyes have made your little girlfriend jealous,” she said pointedly.

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By the time Yan Xu arrived in Gupu, it was already early morning. Gupu lay in the northeastern New Territories, across the sea from Shenzhen. Just driving there took two hours. From Gupu village, it was another half hour’s walk along a wild, overgrown mountain path to the old house on the back mountain.

“Jimao? Jimao?” Yan Xu called as he stepped into the old house, carrying large bags. The house was completely dark, with only moonlight filtering through the broken doors and windows, casting a faint glow. The house had long been abandoned; weeds grew across the floor and walls. The chirping of crickets and the scurrying of rats filled the air. A cool mountain breeze stirred the dilapidated furniture and creaking doors, creating an eerie atmosphere.

“Axu, I’m here,” Jimao’s voice came from behind a pile of broken wooden planks. He cautiously peered through the fractured window. “No one followed you, right?”

“No,” Yan Xu shook his head. “I took a detour on purpose. No one followed me. Out here in the wilderness, anyone trailing me would be obvious.”

“What exactly happened that you’re sneaking around like this? The food I asked you to bring is all here.” Yan Xu’s mind was filled with questions as he placed the bags on the nearly collapsing table in the center of the room.

“I’m starving. Nice, there’s beer too.” Just as Yan Xu finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped down from the broken roof. He dashed toward the bags, grabbed a ham, tore into it, and stuffed it quickly into his mouth. Then he grabbed a can of beer and gulped it down.

“What are you doing here? How long has it been since you last ate? You look famished,” Yan Xu said, recognizing the ravenous figure clearly in the moonlight — it was Gui Dong. He hadn’t heard from him in several days and was surprised to see him here.

“Since morning, I haven’t eaten. I’ve been starving all day,” Gui Dong said, food crumbs flying as he spoke.

“What exactly happened?” Yan Xu looked at Gui Dong, then turned to Jimao.

“This guy got into big trouble,” Jimao said, glancing between Yan Xu and the ravenous Gui Dong. “He walked into a trap and ended up killing the younger brother of Jinmaoyang from the Yongzidui.”

“What?” Yan Xu was stunned.

Yongzidui was a major faction within the 15K. Jinmaoyang was one of the more notorious figures in Yongzidui—ruthless and swift in rising through the ranks. Within a few years, he had become a big brother figure within Yongzidui, with more subordinates than all members of Yanzi Dui combined.

His rise was the idol of many low-level operatives in 15K, including Yan Xu and his two friends a year ago, so they had paid special attention to him. Jinmaoyang’s younger brother, Huaku Chun, was entirely different. He only held a position due to his brother’s protection. Known for being timid yet ostentatious, everyone in the underworld knew him for swaggering around, constantly name-dropping his brother to intimidate others.

The only notable thing about him was his ability with women—he was a pretty boy with a smooth tongue, and his brother assigned him a few bodyguards. His entourage of girlfriends changed constantly, with even some housewives occasionally joining the mix. This helped him run the sex industry in his brother’s territory thriving. Many schoolgirls, housewives, and company employees suffered under his manipulations and coercions into prostitution.

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