not to mention……

Li Junyang's eyes flickered.

"no problem!"

Li Hu readily agreed, exchanged a glance with the purple-haired punk girl, and then led his underlings in a grand procession toward their destination.

He also wanted to do something as earth-shattering as Xia Che to improve his status in the old city.

This time, Li Hu's target is Xia Che.

He wanted to use this infamous knife-wielding man as a stepping stone to become the sole overlord of the old city!

Li Junyang crossed his arms and watched the group's departing figures, his eyes flickering with light and darkness, lost in thought.

After thinking for a long time, Li Junyang took out his phone and stared at a number on it.

He saved the other person's contact name as "cigarette scar".

This person is extraordinary.

Unlike Li Hu's petty stunts, Yanba was a genuine gangster. Everyone in the industry knew that Yanba was the only underground emperor in the entire Jiang City.

If it weren't for his father's booming business, which gradually brought him into contact with social classes he had never encountered before, Li Junyang would never have had the contact information for such people.

Li Junyang dared not be careless in the face of such an important figure, but in order to completely suppress Xia Che and prevent him from having the opportunity to disrupt his plans, and also in order to make contact with him, Li Junyang went all out.

"Scarface recently returned to the country, and it just so happens that my dad's business is related to him, which is how I got the opportunity to get in touch. If I can make him my backer, who in Jiang City will be able to stop me in the future?"

Li Junyang took a deep breath, made up his mind, and dialed the number.

The call remained unanswered, but Li Junyang remained patient and waited without daring to rush.

Finally, with a click, a husky voice, seemingly just waking up, came from the other end of the phone: "...Hello?"

"Brother Cigarette Scar, hello! I'm Li Qingshan's son. Are you free tonight? I heard you've returned to China, and I'd like to invite you to dinner..."

Li Junyang's face lit up with joy, and he said respectfully.

...

As dusk settled, Xia Che stretched and walked out of the internet cafe.

"Ha... It's really no fun playing alone. It's a pity that none of my original friends dared to skip class like I do. It's so boring without anyone to keep me company... Maybe I should go back to class tomorrow?"

Xia Che yawned, just like he had done several times in a row. Playing games alone was no fun at all; it was just a way to skip class.

Thinking about it, even the original owner of this body would go back to class when she had nothing to do. Now that I think about it, it seems a bit unnecessary that I skipped class to avoid revealing my transmigrator identity.

Suddenly, his phone rang in his pocket. Xia Che, who was about to smoke a cigarette, put down his cigarette pack, took out his phone, and glanced at it.

"Hmm?"

The caller was a person named Xiao Ning. Xia Che tilted his head and pondered for a long time before finally remembering this person.

"I think his name is... Ning Zheyuan?"

This man was one of the irresponsible father's underlings. When he was still in the country, this man was responsible for handling some shady, trivial matters. He was very capable and respected himself a lot.

He didn't seem to look down on himself because of his father's disappointment.

It seems like I went abroad to visit my dad a while ago. Judging by the time, today should be the day I come back, right?

"Why are you making a call at this time... Does that heartless old man intend to increase my allowance?"

Xia Che muttered to himself as he answered the phone.

"Young Master!"

Ning Zheyuan seemed very excited, and a rough voice that couldn't contain its joy immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"...What young master? Is there any young master as miserable as me? Tell me, why are you calling me?"

Based on his memory, Xia Che imitated the original owner's attitude towards Ning Zheyuan and asked in a nonchalant manner, "Is that old geezer going to cause me trouble again?"

"Oh, young master, that happened so long ago, please don't take it to heart anymore... Master had his reasons."

Ning Zheyuan chuckled, not daring to respond to Xia Che's words at all. After all, no matter how strained Xia Che's relationship with the master was, they were still father and son, and it was not something a junior like himself could interfere with.

"Fine, I don't want to listen to his grievances. All I know is that I'm starving to death."

Xia Che rolled her eyes and said irritably, "You still haven't told me why you called?"

"It's like this... Young Master, I went to see the Master this time and got some information that might be of interest to you. Are you free tonight? I happen to have a dinner party, so we can talk in person."

"Tonight... I'm busy tonight, I have things to do, and I don't want to know anything about that old geezer. Who invited you to dinner? Didn't you just get back?"

Xia Che thought for a moment. According to the plot of the comic, one of the female characters encountered a problem tonight. He had to get there before Li Junyang and not give this scumbag even the slightest chance to gain favor with her.

"What a pity..."

Seeing that Xia Che refused, Ning Zheyuan sighed regretfully, knowing he would definitely not see the young master he longed for today. Then he thought, "I'm already back, in the same place as the young master. How many more opportunities will I have to see him in the future?"

Thinking of this, Ning Zheyuan immediately perked up and said with a smile, "It's like this, the son of a small business owner wants to come here to build connections and curry favor. It just so happens that the master went abroad and the business he left behind needs to be maintained. Although this business is small, it recently made a windfall, which is perfect for us to use."

"Small businesses? What do they do?"

Xia Che tilted his head, held the phone between his cheeks, lit a cigarette with his other free hand, and casually asked.

“Young master, let me tell you, those nouveau riche who rush into real estate right away are almost always doomed. They can’t handle the various forces in Jiang City, so they can only come to me for protection. Otherwise, they can forget about doing business in the future.”

Ning Zheyuan grinned broadly.

"Yeah, you've really made it big. I heard you have some kind of nickname in Jiang City... the Underground Emperor? Is that right?"

Xia Che exhaled a puff of smoke, shook his head, and clicked his tongue, saying, "How impressive, Cigarette Scar."

"No, no... Oh, young master, please don't tease me. This is just a nickname given to me by my friends in the underworld. How could I dare to call myself an emperor in front of you?"

Ning Zheyuan was so scared he almost peed himself. He thought to himself, "Why is the young master acting like a completely different person today? He's trying to teach me a lesson right away."

Could it be because my recent behavior has been too flamboyant, displeasing the young master?

This won't do...

A warning bell rang in Ning Zheyuan's heart; it seemed he would have to be more obedient from now on.

He dared not betray the Xia family, and he never even considered betraying them. He absolutely could not let the young master doubt his loyalty.

"Alright, I was just kidding."

Xia Che finished his cigarette and, not wanting to continue the idle chatter, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, saying, "Tomorrow, I'll come find you tomorrow morning. I want to hear what kind of trouble that old geezer is up to this time..."