Chapter 1889: Faking It

The leader, the pretty boy noticed at a glance.

“Dark Snake! Why is it you?”

The visible and underground casinos in City G were divided into two factions: one was the Lan Family Clan, and the other was Dark Snake. In recent years, the Lan Family Clan had gradually moved out of City G, and Dark Snake had taken over many of their casinos. When the Lan’s people came knocking, he either paid them off or returned territory, always greeting them with a smile. The two sides were evenly matched and had never truly clashed, although they had exchanged many secret tricks and schemes against each other in private.

The Lan Family rarely benefited from dealings with Dark Snake.

“Didn’t we agree that you, Dark Snake, and our Lan Family would not interfere with each other? What do you mean by this now, openly opposing the Lan Family?”

Dark Snake stepped forward, squatted down, and continued looking down from above, a mocking smile on his lips, “Who wants to coexist peacefully with you? If I had that intention, why would I frequently swallow your territories?”

“Aren’t you afraid of my dad? I was there when you signed the contract back then, and he has the means to control you!”

“Is that so?”

Dark Snake chuckled, “Don’t I have some as well? Let me tell you the truth, I don’t fear your father, and I surely don’t fear you. Over the years, your Lan Family has become increasingly reckless, turning City G into a mess, even daring to touch banned substances. Do you really think no one’s watching from above? As dirty as my hands may be, they aren’t as dirty as your Lan Family’s. Your father has long found me a nuisance and sent a few waves of assassins my way. I can’t just keep getting bullied, can I? I have to find ways to protect myself, right?”

“Pro…” The word lingered in the pretty boy’s mouth for a while, then he slowly uttered: “Protect myself?”

“Yep, exactly,” the snake chuckled lightly, “it’s self-preservation.”

The pretty boy suddenly thought of something, looking at him with eyes as if seeing a monster, “Did you sell out the Lan Family? Don’t you know how much dirt is on your own hands? You’re willing to harm yourself just to deal with the Lan Family?”

Dark Snake nodded and sighed.

The pretty boy was confused.

Dark Snake clicked his tongue in regret, “Yeah, it cost me a lot, but in exchange for a life of wealth and glory, it’s worth it.”

“You! How heartless can you be!”

The pretty boy truly didn’t know how to curse. Born into a family where even three generations up were involved in the underworld, his education was quite proper. As a mafia crown prince, he couldn’t even string three dirty words together. It’s hard to tell if this oddly misplaced good upbringing was a fortunate thing for him.

Dark Snake knocked on the pretty boy’s forehead, snapping him out of his gaze, “Don’t worry, your dad is your dad, and you are you. I wouldn’t do anything to you. Now that you’re in my hands, I won’t torture you either. I’ll treat you well before handing you over—”

He raised an eyebrow and gestured towards Yaen Chi, “to them. Once I hand you over to them, my task will be done.”

The pretty boy looked up, the change happening suddenly. Perhaps feeling ashamed, he had deliberately avoided looking at Yaen Chi since earlier. With this glance, he saw Yaen Chi leaning against the car, still smoking. Yet, the exhaustion and pained look earlier were long gone.

“You were faking it?” The pretty boy couldn’t believe it, “How could you have been faking it!”

Yaen Chi replied indifferently, “Next time, make sure to research the poison more thoroughly.”

The pretty boy’s face turned ashen as he collapsed to the ground, with only two words in his mind:

It’s over.

Dark Snake’s people were cleaning up the aftermath, and not a single person from the Lan’s was left uncaptured.

In fact, he had no use for these people at all; they were more like a hot potato.