Inside the Black Sun's bloody casino, the atmosphere was tense as a drawn sword.

Le Yu looked nonchalantly at Wu Renxing, while with just one command from Wu Renxing, Le Yu's body would be riddled with bullet holes.

Even if he dodged swiftly, he couldn't escape the bullet storm from all directions.

The two faced off for a moment, and finally, it was Wu Renxing who waved his hand, signaling the gunmen to lower their weapons.

"I knew I couldn't scare you." Wu Renxing sighed, "I should have known long ago, anyone willing to risk their life mixing with White Night is no simple person."

Wu Renxing dared not make a move.

Even though he was the leader of hundreds of gang members, with guns, money, and people at his disposal, he still dared not provoke White Night—if the organization were divided into four levels: no ideals, no discipline, ideals without discipline, discipline without ideals, ideals and discipline, their gang would be at the lowest level, purely relying on financial benefits to maintain its structure.

The Silver Blood Association is at the second level, discipline without ideals. Though also in it for the money, they have a united front with a semblance of democracy in decision-making.

And White Night is at the top level, ideals and discipline.

Having cooperated with White Night, Wu Renxing knew that those people were lunatics—engaging in revolutionary uprisings in Xuanzhu County for decades. What else could they be?

Most absurd is, these lunatics actually found a powerful lunatic to join their madness.

So Wu Renxing was convinced, if he killed Jing Zhengwei here, he would never see the sun tomorrow—he couldn't even be sure if there were White Night Walkers among the hundreds of present gang members, in which case, he might not even get a chance to have supper tonight.

White Night wasn't an assassin, but his gang members, held together by money and loyalty, would collapse like a sand tower before those lunatics.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. Next time, I'll buy you a meal."

I'll treat you to prison food.

Le Yu secretly noted down Wu Renxing in his little notebook, intending to arrange for Wu Renxing and Mr. Iron to share a prison cell, treating them to two meals of prison food.

"Wait, President Jing, you can't leave yet."

"You want to lock me up in the basement black room and imprison me?" Le Yu glanced at Wu Renxing's bare muscles, "That will only hasten your death."

"...I just wanted to discuss a business deal with you." Wu Renxing said calmly, "Meeting you by chance, not discussing a big deal would be such a waste."

"Extorting me?"

"Yes."

"Go on." Le Yu crossed his arms, looking as if he was all ears.

"The Black Sun Association needs to turn legit." Wu Renxing said straightforwardly, "After tonight, the Silver Blood Association and the Patrol Execution Guard will no longer exist. I need you, President Jing, to give us a promise to let our Black Sun Association become the new Patrol Execution Guard."

"If you agree to this condition, we will immediately escort you safely to White Night, and subsequently, we will be your loyal blade, never interfering in any gang affairs. But if White Night has issues with us, please, President Jing, try to mediate."

Le Yu frowned slightly, "The Patrol Execution Guard holds law enforcement rights in Xuanzhu County, which was a power shared between me and White Night, you guys..."

"President Jing, White Night already has enough influence among the workers, and by sharing law enforcement power with them, you'll have no means to balance them." Wu Renxing pointed to himself, "But our Black Sun Association is different. White Night surely looks down on us, and the workers have no fondness for us, so we must rely on you, and can only rely on you."

Le Yu seemed to ponder with difficulty and finally nodded, "Alright, I agree."

"Celebrate!" Wu Renxing shouted, "Our Black Sun Association will become the new Patrol Execution Guard!"

"Hooray!——"

Amidst the cheers of a few hundred gang members, Wu Renxing lowered his head to Le Yu, "Since so, President Jing, there's no time to lose, please make a small promise."

"What kind of promise?" Le Yu asked, "Signing and stamping?"

"Haha, President Jing, you're joking. A piece of paper in the Silver Blood Association is worth less than a piece of straw." Wu Renxing said, "After all, President Jing, with White Night's support and the Linhai Army's aid, our Black Sun Association is spread too thin. If you default after leaving, we'll have nowhere to cry."

"But how do I guarantee it?" Le Yu scratched his head pretending to be innocent, "Otherwise, President Wu, come with me to White Night, and I'll appoint you as the new director of the Patrol and Punishment Department in front of the White Night Walker?"

"No need for such trouble. We have a much simpler and more reliable 'guarantee.'

Wu Renxing snapped his fingers, and a thin middle-aged man handed him something, which he then threw down with a snap, landing in the sand at Le Yu's feet.

Le Yu looked down.

It was a collar.

Le Yu's face, usually calm and even arrogant, finally showed a hint of gloom.

"President Jing, if you wear it around your neck, we will immediately escort you to White Night."

"Sorry, I don't wear dog collars."

"President Jing, you do recognize it as a Grace Lock, don't you?" Wu Renxing said with a smirk, "There's nothing better than a Grace Lock to ensure the agreement between us."

"As I already said," Le Yu spoke coldly, "I don't wear dog collars."

The Grace Lock, if not promptly replenished with light energy through an exclusive light energy replenisher, would explode with a bang.

This contraption, used by Silver Blood merchants to control servants, was quite effective, exported overseas, with slave owners singing its praises.

Putting aside the insult to his dignity, Le Yu promptly refused, suspecting that if he were to be blasted to death by the Grace Lock, the Substitute couldn't be activated.

—How did he die?

—Blown up.

——Why was he blown to death?

——The Grace Lock was low on light energy.

——Why was the light energy insufficient?

——Because he didn't replenish the light energy from the replenisher.

——Oh, I understand, the target is the replenisher!

Then Leyu could start his robotic life from scratch, achieving the remarkable feat of mechanical ascension at a young age.

Of course, it's also possible that Leyu would successfully trigger the death substitute, but unless necessary, he doesn't want to take that risk.

Besides that, Leyu can't accept such an insult. Things like collars and shackles, unless Qing Lan needs them, he's absolutely not going to wear them—and certainly not because a man requested it!

More importantly.

He simply won't wear them.

What can Wu Renxing do about it?

"It seems we can't reach a consensus." Wu Renxing sighed.

"Yeah, it's a pity, let's talk next time." Leyu strode towards the door: "No need to see me out."

Wu Renxing looked askance at Leyu as he walked to the door: "Jing Zhengwei, if I were you, I wouldn't walk out that door."

"If you're going to kill me, do it quickly. Just talking won't kill anyone."

"That's right, I don't dare to kill you. But, if you were killed on the street outside, and your killer was an ordinary worker who hates the Silver Blood Association?"

With his hand already on the doorknob, Leyu paused.

"Since you won't do business with me, I have to do business with someone else." Wu Renxing said indifferently: "It's no coincidence that Black Sun Association members are guarding this tunnel tonight."

"We originally just wanted to ambush the Silver Blood. After all, there are quite a few Silver Blood who know about this secret passage. Those nobles even have to sneak around to watch a blood battle, not wanting to enter the main entrance, preferring the back door... And the other business I received was to find a way to make sure you, Jing Zhengwei, die at the hands of workers."

Leyu turned his head towards Wu Renxing: "Do I know the person you're doing business with?"

"You probably don't know him." Wu Renxing laughed: "He's just an ordinary worker."

"An ordinary worker?"

"Yes, a very ordinary worker, but recently he seems to have been promoted to a managerial position by your people. He's the smartest person I've ever met. If he hadn't firmly refused, I would have liked to invite him to be the second chair of the Black Sun Association."

"After the Sea Cape Gate collapsed in the evening, he immediately sent people to inform me to guard this financial passage and asked me to ambush you, Jing Zhengwei."

"If possible, let you die at the hands of ordinary workers, then White Night might not be able to help you overturn the case."

Leyu squinted his eyes: "This so-called ordinary worker you're talking about doesn't sound ordinary at all."

"If he were born into the Silver Blood Association, I can guarantee his achievements would be no less than yours." Wu Renxing said: "I just heard that he has become the temporary leader of the workers in the outer city and is leading people to attack the inner city."

"We lower-class people are all waiting for an opportunity."

"And he got it, yet you refuse to give it to me, so I can only cooperate with him."

Leyu asked: "What's the benefit to you from cooperating with him?"

"To kick out White Night." Wu Renxing said: "If White Night gains power, I'll have no choice but to run away. But if he takes this opportunity during the uprising to become the leader, given the relationship between us, and his need for a force to counterbalance White Night, I believe our Black Sun Association will become the new Patrol Execution Guard."

"However, compared to him, I naturally favor you more, Chairman Jing, it's just that you won't give me face, so I can only give him face." Wu Renxing said.

Leyu was somewhat lost in thought.

In the gang, there are calculating unscrupulous merchants; among the workers, there are also heroes waiting for their moment.

The Silver Blood Association has suppressed them for too long, making Leyu habitually view them as a mediocre whole, a collective to be managed, a collective to be saved.

But he forgot, you can't generalize between people.

Tonight's uprising gave these hidden grassroots heroes an opportunity. This is Xuanzhu County's once-in-a-century opportunity for class ascension, so they rose without hesitation.

And Leyu has become a roadblock to their class climb.

Leyu let out a long breath: "So what do you plan to do? Catch me and drag me outside, let a few workers tear me apart?"

"Although I promised him, I also don't want your death to make White Night hate me." Wu Renxing said: "This is a blood battle casino, so we follow the rules of the blood battle casino."

"What do you mean?"

"You win against one person here, and I let you run for ten seconds after you leave this door, and so on." Wu Renxing smiled: "I never thought I'd live to see the day where the president of the Silver Blood Association stages a blood battle here, is everyone happy!?"

"Yeah!——"

Amidst the crowd's outcry and insults, Leyu thought for a moment, then returned to the center of the sand and gestured to Wu Renxing with his finger: "Come on."

"How many do you want to fight?" Wu Renxing asked playfully.

Leyu twisted his neck, producing the sound of joints cracking.

"I want to fight ten."