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"I guessed it. Sito Hai is dead, and the biggest suspect is me, right?" Mo Ming said calmly, a slight smile on his lips. "But I suspect that Zhuge Sheng didn't invite me here to kill me; he must have something else to discuss."
Clap, clap...
Zhuge Sheng clapped his hands and laughed, "Indeed, heroes emerge from youth. You know your biggest suspicion and can make such a calm judgment. You are quite brave, and your guess is correct. Sito Hai is dead, and I do not lament it because I do not wish for those who do not listen to live another day. Even if you hadn't acted, I would have soon taken action myself."
This statement shocked everyone present.
Sito Hai was a trusted confidant of Zhuge Sheng, a fierce warrior he had nurtured himself. Now that Sito Hai was dead, Zhuge Sheng claimed he had already harbored murderous intent towards him; Mo Ming killing him was precisely what he wanted.
He Yunsong and Yang Fan felt uneasy. If Zhuge Sheng could harbor murderous thoughts towards someone as close as Sito Hai, then he might feel the same about them. However, both maintained an expression of indifference.
Lord Qian squinted his eyes, gripping his dragon-headed cane tightly, remaining silent as if uninterested in Zhuge Sheng's words. He was only concerned that Mo Ming might have fallen victim to Zhuge Sheng's schemes.
From recent events, Mo Ming vaguely deduced the meaning behind Zhuge Sheng's words. Regardless of what happened to Sito Hai, there had been no action taken by Zhuge Sheng, indicating that he was gambling on something.
Either Sito Hai was dead or Mo Ming would be next; he was waiting for an opportunity to eliminate Sito Hai. The conclusion drawn by Mo Ming was that this was all about a conflict of interests.
No one in the entire Sky One room responded to Zhuge Sheng. After a moment of silence following his words, he glanced at He Yunsong and Yang Fan.
"Yun Song and Afan, you two need not worry; I bear no hostility towards you." The sharpness in Zhuge Sheng's gaze pierced through their concerns. He chuckled a few times and continued, "You have both contributed greatly to the company. I am fair with rewards and punishments; I will not act recklessly against you. As long as you work diligently for the company, it will not treat you unfairly."
Though Zhuge Sheng did not explicitly state his intentions, it was clear to everyone that the reason for having He Yunsong and Yang Fan present was to announce that anyone who dared oppose him would be considered his enemy—even someone like Sito Hai, whom he had supported.
At this moment, Lord Qian dismissed Zhuge Sheng's intentions while both He Yunsong and Yang Fan, wary of the long-standing leader's power, remained silent.
"Zhuge Sheng, I'm not very interested in your family matters. Please tell me why you invited me here today," Mo Ming said with a hint of a smile. "You don't intend to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, do you?"
Before his words faded, a glint of coldness flashed in Zhuge Sheng's eyes. Facing him, Mo Ming maintained a playful expression without showing any fear. He had no intention of bowing down to whatever show of force Zhuge Sheng intended.
Even before the former head of the Little Green Society, Lord Qian, Mo Ming had never felt fear. His respect for the Seventh Master stemmed from admiration rather than status; it was due to the loyalty shown by Lord Qian.
The atmosphere in the room felt tense as if an explosion was imminent. Everyone's gaze shifted between Mo Ming and Zhuge Sheng.
Finally, Lord Qian opened his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "Alright, Ah Sheng, stop scaring the younger generation. Just get to the point."
“Seventh Master, it's serious. I wasn't trying to scare the younger generation; I just think Mo Ming is talented and I appreciate him a bit.” Withdrawing his sharp gaze, Zhuge Sheng returned to his gentle demeanor and said apologetically, “First of all, I want to apologize on behalf of the Little Green Society. I feel very sorry for what Sito Hai did to you and Miss Murong. I hope you can accept my apology and clear up any misunderstandings between you and the Little Green Society.”
Before Mo Ming could respond, Zhuge Sheng continued, “There’s no need to doubt my sincerity. I don’t want to get involved in your grievances with Sito Hai, and neither does the Little Green Society. If you don’t believe me, you can ask these two; they are also big brothers of the Little Green Society. They haven’t interfered in your matter, which shows that the Little Green Society has no ill intentions towards you. From now on, I hope you won’t be against the Little Green Society.”
“I accept Zhuge Sheng’s apology. Since Sito Hai has been taken care of, I naturally have no anger left,” Mo Ming feigned ignorance and said, “I just don’t quite understand what Zhuge Sheng means. I never intended to be against the Little Green Society.”
“Let’s speak plainly. ‘Yihun’ is your organization, right?” A hint of a smile appeared on Zhuge Sheng’s lips as he said, “Recently, this organization has caused chaos in the underground order of Nanhua City. I don’t like such disorder; it disrupts everyone’s business. Therefore, I hope you can do me a favor and refrain from raising the flag of ‘Yihun’ here.”
“I still don’t understand what Zhuge Sheng means. What ‘Yihun’? I haven’t heard of it,” Mo Ming replied calmly without showing any signs of tension. He smiled and said, “I’m just a small bodyguard who wants to live a quiet life. I don’t want to get involved in your world.”
Knowing that Mo Ming was playing dumb, Zhuge Sheng still nodded in satisfaction and said, “Good. With your words, I feel relieved. Now for the second matter today regarding how to divide up Sito Hai’s territory after his death.”
“Ah, it seems this matter has nothing to do with me,” Mo Ming said as he stood up. “It doesn’t seem appropriate for an outsider like me to stay here for your family matters. Should I step out?”
“No need, no need! Please sit down,” Zhuge Sheng hurriedly waved his hand and said, “Young people are always so impatient. I haven’t finished speaking yet. The reason I called you here today is that this matter does concern you.”
Mo Ming sat back down and asked, “Oh? How is this related to me? My mind is a bit slow; I can’t figure it out. Please tell me directly, Zhuge Sheng.”
“The largest district in Nanhua City, the Red Heart District, was under the jurisdiction of Sito Hai. Now that he’s dead, it’s naturally vacant. Also, there are five bars and one sauna and one casino that were managed by him, and now there’s no one to oversee them.” After a pause, Zhuge Sheng smiled and continued, “To prevent other gangs from taking advantage of this opportunity, I need to find a suitable person to replace Sito Hai, and you, Mo Ming, seem very suitable for this role.”
“That sounds tempting. However, I'm not a member of the Little Green Society. Even if I took over, it would probably be difficult for me to gain everyone's trust. Therefore, while I appreciate your kindness, I hope you can find someone else,” Mo Ming politely declined.
“What if today I formally invite you to join the Little Green Society?” Zhuge Sheng squinted at Mo Ming, speaking lightly.
Again shaking his head, Mo Ming refused: “No need for that, Zhuge Sheng. As I've said before, I'm not interested in going down that path; I just want to be a bodyguard for a rich person and live a simple life.”
“What future is there in being just a bodyguard? With your abilities, would you really be willing to settle for such a small place? If you agree to join the Little Green Society, from now on you'll have power and influence; wouldn’t that be better? Why not go back and think about it? Once you've made up your mind, let me know—I can wait a few days,” Zhuge Sheng smiled.
After several invitations from him, Mo Ming realized that this old fox was testing him. If he agreed to replace Sito Hai, then his future days would be filled with the bloodshed orchestrated by Zhuge Sheng.
Without any hesitation, Mo Ming replied firmly: “No need for that; I can clearly answer now that I'm not interested in replacing Sito Hai. That kind of life where one doesn’t know when it will end is not something I like.”
“Well then, since you're not interested in that path, I won’t force you,” said an satisfied Zhuge Sheng. He then turned to He Yunsong and asked about Yang Fan: “Since Mo Ming has no intention of managing the work left by Sito Hai, how about you two? Would you like to split it between yourselves?”
Mo Ming looked at He Yunsong with some concern, fearing that he might succumb to temptation and accept Zhuge Sheng's proposal. After all, it was the "Life and Death Talisman" of the Heavenly Mountain Young Mistress; if he accepted it, life would not be easy afterward.
He Yunsong immediately shook his head upon hearing this and smiled as he declined, "No need for that. I don't have a big appetite and don't want to manage such a large territory. Let's leave it to Yang Fan; after all, he is more knowledgeable in business matters." After saying this, He Yunsong looked at Yang Fan with a smile, curious about how he would handle this bombshell.
"Hey, Yun Song, if you don't want to do it, then just don't. Why push it onto me?" Yang Fan waved his hand and laughed, "Leader, I think I'm not suitable for this. Please find someone else more capable. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better for you to manage it yourself? I believe if you handle these places, the profits will surely roll in."
"Exactly! Leader, I feel the same way," He Yunsong immediately echoed.
This was precisely the answer Zhuge Sheng wanted. Since Yang Fan said so, it aligned with his intentions and showed no signs of refusal. He chuckled a few times and said, "Since none of you are willing to take over and no suitable candidates have been found, I guess I’ll have to manage it myself."
The old fox's true intentions were finally revealed. Mo Ming sneered inwardly but said outwardly, "Hehe, although I'm not a member of the Little Green Society, I also think it should be this way. You deserve to accept this. Well then, since there’s nothing else, could I have a meal before leaving?"
Mo Ming said this to reduce the old fox's hostility toward him.
"Well said. I also feel a bit hungry; let's eat something first," Zhuge Sheng replied with a smile. He then asked Yang Fan to go out and find someone to bring in the food. During the meal, it was mainly Zhuge Sheng and Lord Qian talking; everyone was quite sensible and did not interrupt but focused on eating and drinking.
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