When Bi Xia and the others followed Wu out of the last exit, they looked at the lush vegetation outside accompanied by the sound of cicadas. Bi Xia glanced around the environment and placed a hand on Wu’s shoulder, "Oh dear Wu, you really did blast open a way out with your spiritual power." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Wu nodded indifferently, "No choice, there were too many people at the main entrance, and big movements would have gotten us discovered." Saying this, Wu pursed his lips with a look of disdain, "It’s indeed troublesome in a place I’m not familiar with. If we were in Beijing..."

"If we were in Beijing, you’d just storm in to rescue us, wouldn’t you?" Bi Xia laughed.

"Pfft," Wu let out a mocking laugh, "Not only could I rescue you guys quickly, but I’d also make sure that Yu Tian fellow comes in upright and leaves horizontal!"

Lightly patting Wu’s shoulder and seeing Wu looking at himself, Bi Xia’s smile faded, turning serious, "If we were in Qing City, no one would dare touch you."

"Hmph," Wu continued to pout stubbornly, "Why don’t you try protecting me in Beijing without anyone daring to touch you, before bragging here? For now, just obediently let me protect you."

Listening to Wu, Meng Chi’s body stiffened, looking complicatedly at Bi Xia and Wu, gulping. Damn, one is the underground kingpin of Qing City, the other from one of the top gangs in Beijing, and the two bosses here are sweetly talking and bragging to each other. Why does the scene feel so touching?

Plus, they’re protecting each other. In today’s society, who doesn’t wear a smile while thinking "M.M.P" in their heart, always scheming when to stab each other in the back?

Suddenly, his shoulder was tapped, and he saw Ji Qiutang smiling calmly, "Anyway, it’s just a matter of time. The two of you discussing some underground ownership in Beijing in advance is possible."

Unexpectedly, Meng Chi smiled proudly, "I’m not bragging, but eventually, it won’t just be the underground of Beijing—above ground too will belong only to the boss."

"Oh?" Ji Qiutang raised an eyebrow, nonchalantly saying, "Haven’t you thought about having them adopt your surname?"

With a cold gaze at Ji Qiutang, Meng Chi curved a standard smile, his face steady and calm, yet his eyes remained icy, "President Ji, you might be used to leaving a way out for everything, but we’re just a bunch of fools. The boss treats us well, so we wholeheartedly reciprocate."

Turning his eyes to Bi Xia, who’s seriously bragging with Wu, Meng Chi chuckled, "You suggest letting Nine Pavilion and the others adopt my surname, huh, maybe you don’t know..."

Word by word, Meng Chi said to Ji Qiutang, "If not for needing my so-called father’s signature to change my surname, I’d wish to change it to Bi, after Bi Xia."

Hey, not calling him Second Young Master Ji, but President Ji instead.

Ji Qiutang deeply looked at Meng Chi, who was serious, his peripheral vision catching Bi Xia on one side, laughing low after a while. His future...brother really is...well, it’s not his headache, but the fourth’s. However, looking at the kid’s appearance in front of him, it seems he hasn’t caught on, right?

But... Ji Qiutang stroked his chin, he’ll understand sooner or later, right...

"Little Nine," Ji Qiutang raised his voice calling Bi Xia, watching Bi Xia and Wu look over simultaneously—one with curiosity, the other with hostility. Ji Qiutang paused momentarily, inexplicably glancing at Wu, and laughed, "Xiao Wu, did Second Brother offend you?"

Wu expressionless, "No."

"Then did Zhi Huai upset you?"

"He treats Wu very well." Wu replied coldly.

"...Then..."

Wu suddenly interrupted Ji Qiutang, raising a hand to point at him, "You, stay away from Nine, you refined scoundrel!"

Ji Qiutang: ...

Meng Chi: ...

Bi Xia: "...Pfft..."

"Hahahahaha!!!!" Bi Xia burst into laughter, wrapping an arm around Wu’s shoulder, looking at Ji Qiutang with a half-smile, "Second Brother, haven’t I called you out before? See, calling you a refined scoundrel and you wouldn’t admit it. Look, our Wu never lies, can see through your essence at a glance."

Ji Qiutang: ...

Raising a helpless hand to his forehead, "I just like to smile, haven’t you heard the saying, ’A boy who loves to smile has good luck’?"

Bi Xia with a cold expression: ... Oh.

Ji Qiutang: ...