Chapter 114
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Volume 2 + Chapter 114: Surprise!
Who… who is this person?!
Sali was completely dumbfounded.
He had been navigating the underworld of Corolle for many years, but had never seen this individual before.
This was a major gathering of the underworld—only the leaders of Corolle’s top gangs were qualified to sit at this table.
So why was this short little hatchling sitting here?
The leader of the Baitao Gang felt like something was terribly wrong. Was it April Fools’ Day? Were the leaders of the Cangqing Gang and the Hechi Gang teaming up just to mess with him?
“I’m Twilight. Nice to meet you. You’re the leader of the Baitao Gang, Mr. Sali, correct?” Xia Yi took the initiative to greet him.
“…Yeah.”
“Apologies, I only joined the gang world a few days ago, so I don’t know much about Corolle’s underworld yet. I’ll be counting on your guidance, Mr. Sali.”
That left Sali even more confused.
Only joined a few days ago?
What was going on? Was this all some elaborate prank?
A flurry of question marks filled his mind.
Sali looked toward Jiye and Chen Tie.
Normally, these two would have taken their seats and already started exchanging cold stares.
But now, they were actually standing silently at her side like attendants, making no move to sit down.
In Sali’s understanding, the leaders of the Cangqing Gang and the Hechi Gang had never shown deference to anyone. But here they were—two old enemies—cooperating in harmony, playing the role of subordinates to someone else?
“Mr. Sali, since everyone is here, shall we begin the meeting?” Xia Yi proposed.
“Uh… sure…”
Sali nodded blankly.
In truth, it wasn’t just him—every other gang leader present was equally shocked. They all found it utterly absurd, as if the sun had risen in the west.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jiye slowly opened his mouth to speak.
“Everyone, I’ve often pondered something. There are many gangs in Corolle, and conflicts and friction between them are inevitable. Matters that could be resolved through negotiation always seem to escalate into bloody battles. In the end, no one wins.”
“I’ve wondered—could there be a solution? Perhaps events like this one, where we all sit down, talk face to face, and try to resolve our issues directly.”
“But of course, we can’t do this kind of meeting every day, or we’d never get any actual business done, right?”
Jiye raised his voice to address everyone.
“I think so too.”
“Mr. Jiye’s point is well taken.”
“Rational, impartial, to the point—well said.”
All the gang leaders voiced their agreement.
Of course, this didn’t necessarily mean they wholeheartedly supported the idea—they were simply acknowledging the Hechi Gang’s influence. Strength speaks loudest.
“That’s why I have a proposal. Let’s have all the gangs in Corolle elect a single spokesperson. Under this person’s leadership, we can improve communication and unity—a harmonious alliance of mutual support.”
As soon as Jiye said this, the room fell silent. Everyone instinctively stopped speaking.
Even Sali stared at him without saying a word.
This idea had been raised at past underworld summits, but it had always ended in deadlock.
Choosing a single spokesperson? That was no simple task.
No one had ever possessed the strength to back it up.
But what Jiye said next left everyone utterly stunned.
He raised both hands and gestured toward Xia Yi.
“I nominate Miss Twilight as the spokesperson for the Corolle underworld. Any objections?”
Every expression froze. People started doubting their ears.
Sali, the leader of the Baitao Gang, even stood up in shock.
The air turned deathly still.
Everyone thought Jiye was joking—maybe in the next second, he’d laugh and say, “Just kidding! As if that could really happen!”
But he didn’t.
Even Chen Tie, who always butted heads with Jiye, stood still and silent—his attitude like quiet agreement.
None of the other gang leaders dared say a word. They didn’t have the status to object.
“Sali, you suddenly stood up—did you have something to say?” Jiye asked.
“…”
Sali sat back down in silence.
His gaze drifted toward the leader of the Diamond Gang. His narrowed eyes carried an implicit threat.
“Huh?”
The Diamond Gang’s boss was stunned. Clearly, Sali wanted him to speak on his behalf.
But how could he dare?
Still, if he refused, there was no telling how the Baitao Gang would retaliate. As a small gang, he couldn’t afford to be caught in the crossfire of a top-tier one.
With no other choice, he raised his hand.
“Me!”
“Oh? You have an opinion? Go ahead,” Jiye looked at him.
“I object! Letting someone so unknown become the spokesperson for Corolle’s underworld is complete madness!”
“And you are?”
“I’m the leader of the Diamond Gang—one of Corolle’s underworld gangs.”
“Oh, I see. A little nobody.”
Jiye suddenly lashed out, punching the Diamond Gang boss square in the face. He flipped mid-air and crashed down, knocking over a table.
“In the underworld, you need power and backing. Who gave you the guts to talk like that?” Jiye’s eyes gleamed with killing intent. “Let me ask again—are you objecting?”
“I…”
The Diamond Gang boss looked towards Sali.
Sali’s stare was brimming with murderous pressure, forcing him to bite his tongue. Head down, he quietly crawled away to another side of the room.
“Since no one is objecting, then it’s unanimous. Miss Twilight will serve as the spokesperson for the Corolle underworld.” Jiye raised his voice again.
Sali said nothing, but his fingernails dug into his palm, drawing blood. He had spent years building his influence—how could he accept this outcome?
He had been so close to becoming the underworld’s true king!
He couldn’t accept this!
“Jiye, no matter what, you can’t just decide something this major so impulsively. At least we should take time to discuss—”
Before Sali could finish, the door slammed open.
Someone stumbled inside, clearly injured, face bloodied and in a sorry state.
A member of the Baitao Gang.
“B-bad news, boss! Something terrible is happening—our territory is under attack! Our gang members can’t hold them off!”
“Who did it?!” Sali shouted.
“I-it’s…!”
The Baitao Gang member pointed a trembling finger at the smirking Jiye and the expressionless Chen Tie.
At that moment, numerous gang members carrying weapons stormed into the venue, sealing all exits—nothing could get in or out, not even a mosquito.
They were members of the Cangqing and Hechi Gangs—working together.
All the other outside gangs had already been taken down.
Realizing what was happening, Sali collapsed into his chair, completely drained.
“Sali, this is just a warning. We haven’t even gotten serious yet.”
Chen Tie removed the gentleman’s hat from Sali’s head and, in front of everyone, crushed it in his hand.
“When you speak to Miss Twilight, be polite. Take off your hat. Understand?”
“…”
Sali looked at Xia Yi again, his gaze changed. His body was trembling slightly.
“Mr. Sali, this is the surprise I prepared for you. Do you like it~?” The silver-haired, devilish little girl asked sweetly.
