Having mastered both literary and martial arts, they were offered to the emperor.
This has always been the case, both in ancient times and in the present.
However, the era of martial arts has gradually faded away.
Even a Wing Chun master like Tan Bo-kuan was impoverished and had to resort to fighting in underground boxing matches to earn money for medical expenses.
After reflecting on his experience, Yang Sheng waited until nightfall before heading straight to the Rong Sheng Restaurant of the British Associated Press.
Zuo Kun was already waiting at the door. When he saw Yang Sheng arrive, he took the initiative to greet him and said, "Ninth Brother has already arranged the banquet. Huang Juekun from Yixing and Yin Tiancheng from the Number Gang have already arrived."
Yang Sheng nodded and followed Zuo Kun upstairs.
Pushing open the door to the private room, Yang Sheng said with a smile, "Thank you for giving me face, three big shots."
Chai Jiu pointed at Yang Sheng and laughed loudly, "Kid, I've been giving you the most face, and you're organizing this gathering but you expect me to treat you to dinner? What kind of logic is that?"
While calmly sipping his tea, Huang Juekun chuckled and said, "This kid is quite shrewd."
If he hadn't specifically asked me to come to Rongsheng Restaurant, this old man wouldn't have dared to.
The older you get in the underworld, the more timid you become. What if you get shot in the back?
Yin Tiancheng, however, was slightly impatient. He frowned and asked, "Yang Sheng, what exactly do you want to do by inviting us here?"
Yang Sheng glanced at the dishes already laid out on the table, shook his head and said, "Brother Cheng seems to be in a bit of a hurry. I guess none of you are in the mood to eat yet."
"Then I'll get straight to the point. As you've probably already guessed, I want to take down Lui Lok and Crippled Ho. A major upheaval in Hong Kong's underworld is imminent, and it's in your hands!"
Even though they had vaguely guessed what Yang Sheng meant before, they were still shocked to hear him say it out loud.
Yin Tiancheng sneered, "Yang Sheng, you are now Lei Luo's trusted confidant. Are you saying this to betray him?"
You went with He Wenchang first, and ended up taking him down.
Then you'll have to deal with Lei Luo.
"You two-faced scoundrel, why should we trust you? And where do you get the audacity to say you're qualified to deal with Ridley Crippled Ho?"
Yang Sheng said calmly, "He Wenchang and I helped He Wenchang make a name for Hong Shenglian, allowing a sunset gang to regain its vitality."
Lui Lok and I made Lui Lok a sharp knife among all the triads in Hong Kong, forcing Crippled Ho to personally come to his door and submit.
I, Yang Sheng, have never wronged anyone. I only ask to have a clear conscience and do not need others to judge me.
As for how to deal with Lei Luo and Limpy Ho, I certainly don't have that ability; that's your business.
If I could handle Lei Luo Limpy Hao by myself, why would I have invited you all to meet here?
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; it's up to you all to see if you dare to take the plunge.
Huang Juekun said, "An old man like me is very timid. I'll be satisfied as long as Heyixing is safe and sound under my control."
If I'm not very confident, I won't dare to take action.
Chai Jiu smiled knowingly and said, "Kid, you know me. I wouldn't dare gamble away the little fortune my father has saved up if I wasn't absolutely certain of victory."
To develop a triad society into one of the top ten in Hong Kong, whether it's the seemingly naive but actually cunning Chai Tai-zi, the shrewd Wong Kak-kwan, or the seemingly irritable but actually incredibly composed Yin Tin-shing, none of them are simple characters.
Even if Yang Sheng were truly close to them, they wouldn't budge unless he offered something genuinely compelling to them.
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