Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1403 - 1388: Storms and Turmoil

Chapter 1403: Chapter 1388: Storms and Turmoil
Although Old Master Zhang was old, in his younger years, he was famously known as Iron Fist Zhang. Back when he roamed the Martial World, he was renowned for his bravery and was definitely not one to sit and wait for death.
Seizing the moment of saying "Good one, Song Yun," Old Master Zhang drew something hidden on him. This was a personal item of his, only palm-sized, entirely silver—a very vintage revolver with limited bullets but significant power, much more potent than a standard 5.4.
The barrel of the revolver was already aimed at Zhu Yeqing as it was pulled out.
Bang.
A sound echoed.
A burst of flame roared from the gun barrel.
If hit at such close range, it would undoubtedly leave a large bloody hole in someone.
However, Zhu Yeqing’s skills were evidently not weak; otherwise, he would not have been able to approach Old Master Zhang so silently.
As Old Master Zhang made his move, Zhu Yeqing’s body swung slightly.
With the sound, the bullet grazed the edge of Zhu Yeqing’s white qipao.
It hit the wall not far away, leaving a pit.
Zhu Yeqing’s delicate hand gently lifted forward, grabbing Old Master Zhang’s hand, then his other hand brushed forward.
"Old Master, take your time."
Zhu Yeqing’s voice seemed as if it came from the Abyss, light and ethereal, yet carrying an endless aura of death.
Old Master Zhang’s pupils instantly widened.
Then, his entire body trembled.
A few seconds later.
Old Master Zhang’s head tilted to the side.
No more breath was left.
A generation’s hero, who once flourished on the Shanghai Beach, ultimately met a tragic end at Zhu Yeqing’s hands.
Zhu Yeqing gently closed Old Master Zhang’s eyes, then walked to the side.
Arriving so easily, leaving just as easily.
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
On the thirty-eighth floor of a tall building.
Zhang Long sat in a chair, hands tied behind his back.
Zhang Long’s eyes were covered with a black cloth.
At this moment, Zhang Long appeared very calm.
He neither struggled nor was afraid; he simply sat calmly in the chair as if he had some vague premonition.
He just sat there quietly.
Opposite Zhang Long, White Tiger was looking through some documents; he didn’t speak, just browsing through the things in his hands. These were things Song Yun had given him; the contents were simple, involving some collaborations between the Axe Sect and himself. Of course, Song Yun fabricated some parts about the Axe Sect’s collaborations with him; why fabricate?
It’s straightforward—to give the Green Sect an excuse. As long as the Axe Sect didn’t expand outward, the Green Sect couldn’t touch them. So, Song Yun concocted some evidence of the Axe Sect’s expansion efforts, and this evidence was quite credible. This was the gift Song Yun gave to the Green Sect.
With this, the Green Sect could openly strike the Axe Sect, and with the Axe Sect’s old master already dead, no one would speak against it on moral grounds. It naturally made the Green Sect’s actions justified.
It wasn’t long before.
The office door opened from outside.
Zhu Yeqing walked in.
White Tiger glanced at Zhu Yeqing, Zhu Yeqing nodded slightly.
White Tiger smiled, signaling Zhu Yeqing to remove the black cloth from Zhang Long’s eyes.
Zhang Long was lost in thought when suddenly, a somewhat cold hand touched his head, and he immediately felt a brightness before his eyes.
Zhang Long squinted a bit, trying to adjust, and then saw the man he had expected.
White Tiger calmly looked at Zhang Long, and after a while, said, "Old Master Zhang, is gone!"
Zhang Long’s body tensed abruptly, and he immediately stared at White Tiger saying, "If I don’t die, I’ll make sure you do."
"I deeply mourn Old Master Zhang’s passing as well!"
White Tiger said calmly, "Old Master Zhang was a senior figure in Old Shanghai, one of the few left from the old generation, hoping he can bless you from above."
"I will kill you, definitely."
Zhang Long’s face had turned crimson.
"Victory belongs to the king, the defeated are bandits."
White Tiger shook his head helplessly and said, "If you were me, you would do the same. Your Axe Sect is like a tumor growing by our Green Sect’s side; though benign-looking for now, one day it will become malignant. So rather than waiting for the disease to spread, we might as well remove it sooner. Don’t you agree?"
"Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you."
Zhang Long breathed heavily and said, "My father is already an old man; why don’t you let him go! He’s already so old!"
"Haha, an old man?"
White Tiger chuckled and said, "To be able to devise a strategy using me to battle Song Yun to the death, Old Master Zhang may be old but his mind surely wasn’t! Zhang Long, society progresses, and your Axe Sect can’t keep up with the times anymore, so being eliminated seems fair to me."
Zhang Long said nothing, just stared at White Tiger.
"Things that can’t keep up with the times will eventually be weeded out sooner or later."
White Tiger continued, "If one day our Green Sect can’t keep up with the times, it will be the same."
"Cut the crap, since you’re planning to take down our Axe Sect, stop pretending, just come at us. You might not know, even without me or my father, our Axe Sect won’t be that easy for you to swallow!"
Zhang Long said.
"Haha, not easy to swallow doesn’t mean it can’t be swallowed."
White Tiger stood up, took the documents in his hand, and said, "From now on, this is our excuse to play with the Axe Sect, and you, you can’t die yet. I’ll keep you alive until you’re of no more use."
After speaking, White Tiger glanced at Zhu Yeqing beside him, Zhu Yeqing walked to the door, called a few people to take Zhang Long away.
"Tomorrow, we officially fall out with the Axe Sect. Also, spread this document to let everyone know our stance is justified!"
White Tiger said to Zhu Yeqing.
"Hmm, understood."
Thus, the next day, a small storm swept through all of Shanghai.
If it were under normal circumstances, this would be considered a major storm, but now it was just a small storm.
Because what happened in the following days could truly be called a major storm.
As the Green Sect and the Axe Sect went to war, many discovered that the old master of the Axe Sect had been killed by someone unknown, and Zhang Long, the young master, had disappeared.
For a moment, the entire Axe Sect was in turmoil.