Chu Jue did not hesitate in the slightest. The moment he hung up the phone, he led his men straight there without even asking who the target was or what background he had.
Compared to the Qing Gang and the Hong Men, the Chu Men was a full tier behind, not to mention its lack of deep heritage—after all, what kind of heritage could a gang that rose to prominence just a few years ago possibly have? But they had backing! Chu Jue came from the orthodox, pure-blooded Chu Imperial Family. On that strength alone, he could stand on equal footing with the Qing Gang and the Hong Men. Furthermore, this was an order from Jun Chen, and his only job was to carry it out. Whoever the target was, they certainly had no business coming after Chu Jue. Even if they did, his identity as a member of the Chu Imperial Family meant not just anyone would dare touch him.
In Modu, inside a seven-star hotel, Wang Dao stood before the floor-to-ceiling window draped in a bathrobe, holding a glass of red wine and taking in the night view with utter relaxation and delight.
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