In this gripping tale, our fierce protagonist, named 𝐊𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐘𝐧, finds herself stripped of everything after a devastating divorce. Determined to seek justice for herself and her family, she hits rock bottom, struggling to even put food on t...
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After dropping Lin Yun off at her residence, Saohuang did not linger even a second longer. The moment her figure disappeared behind the iron gates, his expression hardened. He turned the car around and headed straight back to his camp, the night swallowing the road ahead like a silent accomplice.
Once inside, he summoned Sun Yu and recounted everything that had transpired—every word Lin Yun had spoken, every insinuation hidden beneath her smiles. By the time he finished, Sun Yu’s face had already lost all color.
“Boss,” Sun Yu said anxiously, his voice tight with unease, “the Lin family already knows—or at least strongly suspects—that we were the ones who framed the Kim family. What should we do? If they hold onto this, they’ll definitely use it as leverage against us.”
Saohuang shook his head calmly, as if the matter were no more than a minor inconvenience. “Don’t panic. Not yet. Lin Yun only has suspicions. She doesn’t have a single shred of concrete evidence.”
Sun Yu frowned. “But… you basically admitted it to her.”
Saohuang burst into laughter, the sound low and mocking. “And? An admission without proof is nothing. She can’t take my words to court. Suspicion alone won’t kill me.”
His smile sharpened, turning cold and dangerous. “That Lin family really thinks I’m their obedient dog, huh? We’re cooperating out of mutual benefit—not because they can command me. I’m not someone they can point at and order around.”
Sun Yu swallowed. “Then… what should we do next?”
Saohuang’s gaze darkened instantly. “What else can we do?” he replied flatly. “The Kim family must be destroyed—but the Lin family won’t be walking away clean either.”
A flash of malevolence streaked through his eyes, vicious and unmistakable. He turned to Sun Yu, his voice dropping into something lethal.
“You’ll be in charge of this operation.”
“Me?” Sun Yu blurted out, genuine shock flashing across his face. He had expected to assist, maybe to clean up loose ends from the shadows—but to be placed at the center of the storm caught him completely off guard.
Saohuang inclined his head slightly, his expression calm, almost indulgent, as if this decision had already been made long ago. “That’s right.”
He continued evenly, as though he were discussing something trivial rather than a life-and-death decree. “The IV Syndicate’s main base has already been destroyed. Its people are scattered, panicked, and completely unreliable. In their current state, they’re nothing more than a disorganized mob.”
His gaze shifted to Sun Yu, sharp and assessing. “I can’t entrust something this important to them anymore. Right now, the only person I can trust is you.”
Sun Yu understood the weight behind those words. Unlike the broken remnants of IV Syndicate, he still commanded a small criminal gang that remained intact and loyal. That was precisely why Saohuang had chosen him—because he had manpower, control, and silence.
