With the sudden appearance of Red Peach's top management, the confrontation between Jiulong and Susan ceased. The previously tense atmosphere quickly dissipated under the authority of the higher-ups, as if nothing had happened.

Including Sun Qianfan, Zhuge Wu, and others, all the personnel involved from both sides of the standoff were taken away from the scene by senior management and their teams and brought to the Red Peach Casino.

The once bustling casino was now deserted, except for these "specially invited" guests.

The waiters, dressed in casino uniforms, had been waiting at the entrance for quite some time.

Upon seeing the arrival of the leaders, the head waiter and all the waiters bowed deeply, almost to a ninety-degree angle.

He then led the group through the empty gaming tables inside the casino, upstairs, and finally to the top floor of the casino.

The top floor of the Red Heart Casino houses a spacious and dignified conference room. A large oval conference table occupies the center of the room, surrounded by several black upholstered chairs. The room's decor is simple yet elegant, with every detail exuding understated luxury. The murals on the walls, the interplay of light and shadow from the chandeliers, and the texture of the carpet all contribute to a unique sense of prestige and comfort.

"Please sit down."

With a single, unreadable remark from Huang Chunling, the two previously opposing sides sat down at the same conference table.

They sat on opposite sides, without exchanging words or even eye contact.

"Jack of Hearts" Wei Pingchang spoke first, his tone serious and heavy: "Susan, Jiulong, it's understandable that you chose to cooperate with the City of Spades. But as official residents of the City of Hearts, you openly provoked a war, causing your own people to kill each other. Have you forgotten the lesson from four years ago? What did Chunling always say afterwards? Have you all forgotten it?"

Jiulong and Susan exchanged a glance, silently concealing the murderous intent in their eyes, and turned their gazes to the side.

Huang Chunling, the "Ace of Hearts," narrowed her eyes slightly, her once kind face now shrouded in a layer of cold frost. Her gaze, like two sharp swords, silently swept across the entire room, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.

She spoke slowly, her voice low but full of authority: "Speak, you two."

Every word struck like a hammer blow to the hearts of everyone present, instantly creating a tense and solemn atmosphere.

Susan spoke before Jiulong could, her voice tinged with grievance: "President Chunling, I sought out Gang Leader Sun not out of a desire to provoke him, but out of desperation to protect myself. Ever since the assassination attempt, I've lived in constant fear, always feeling like someone wants to harm me. I'm asking the thugs for help simply to secure some basic safety for myself."

Her voice trembled, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls. She looked pitiful as she covered her face and wept, which made people feel sorry for her.

Anyone could tell that the person Susan was afraid of was Jiulong.

Of course, Jiulong wouldn't let her continue her performance. Taking advantage of a break in her crying, he said, "Chunling, you should know that I came to find Zhuge Tang to protect myself and the red-light district. As you know, the red-light district has been harassed recently."

He glanced at Susan and continued, "Then my men discovered that Susan had actually conspired with a gang of thugs to launch a surprise attack on the red-light district!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Susan exclaimed in shock, "You were the one who approached Zhuge Tang first! How could I possibly provoke you!"

He Da Dong retorted, "You know perfectly well whether you did it or not! My brother has devoted himself to the red-light district and has always been very courteous to you, yet you still want to destroy him!"

Susan was breathing heavily, her lips moving rapidly. "Stop spouting nonsense! President Chunling, he was the one who tried to take advantage of me first!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to start arguing again, Huang Chunling frowned and rubbed her temples wearily.

She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "That's enough!"

The two words struck the water like a hammer blow, silencing the entire audience once again.

"You say he started it, he says you started it, who should I believe?"

Huang Chunling asked calmly, seemingly not to get a result, but to question both of them.

Everything seemed to be repeating itself, just like the last assassination attempt.

Both sides have their own version of events, making it impossible to verify.

Jiulong, He Dadong, and Zhuang Qiang faced off against Susan and Qian Chuan, while Zhuge Wu faced off against Sun Qianfan, and they remained locked in a stalemate.

Huang Chunling looked at the other senior executives and asked, "What do you all think?"

Cao He, the "King of Hearts," cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping over Jiu Long. His voice was slightly hoarse. "To be fair, Susan really acted impulsively this time. The 'Ten of Hearts' should act like the 'Ten of Hearts.' Even if her subordinates have done something wrong, how can she lead this kind of armed violence?"

"I..." Susan's face turned pale and then red. She suppressed her anger and said, "President Cao, you can't say that. Jiulong is going too far. How can he treat me as his leader in the slightest? If I hadn't resisted, what you would have seen today would be my corpse!"

Just as Cao He was about to say something on behalf of the three Long Dongqiang brothers, one of Huang Chunling's subordinates suddenly knocked on the door and entered.

Her subordinate hurried to her side, bowed, and whispered in Huang Chunling's ear.

The details are unclear, but they are clearly quite urgent.

This sudden turn of events interrupted Cao He's thoughts; he clearly hadn't anticipated such an unexpected turn of events.

Cao He frowned slightly, his gaze shifting between Huang Chunling and her subordinate, his heart filled with curiosity and confusion, wondering what important news this subordinate had brought.

All eyes turned to Huang Chunling, who was sitting in the center, with a mixture of worry and curiosity.

After hearing her subordinate's words, Huang Chunling's eyes swept across the room, lingering on Jiulong for a few more seconds.

Her slightly furrowed brows gradually tightened, and her expression became increasingly serious.

The air at the scene seemed to grow colder and colder, just like Huang Chunling's expression.

Jiulong felt a chill run down his spine. He unconsciously looked at Cao He, but the other party didn't return his gaze.

After a long while, Huang Chunling nodded after her subordinates finished their report.

She took a long breath, placed her hands on the table, and said in a commanding tone, "Do you think I don't pay attention to you? Do you think I don't know anything?"

No one knew who Huang Chunling was talking about, and they dared not speak, since no one is completely innocent.

"Does anyone have something to say?" Huang Chunling asked again.

No one spoke.

Huang Chunling leaned back in her soft chair, gave him a sharp look, and said coldly, "Aron, you've disappointed me greatly!"