Dragon Gate’s ambition was not merely the vast local territory, but the stars and the sea beyond. Luo Yuchen had told A Zha this more than once, and A Zha deeply agreed with him.
If the ranks of Dragon Gate were allowed to grow so unchecked and unrefined, they would inevitably invite criticism. Even if few dared to speak out, the public’s reputation of Dragon Gate would certainly not be flattering. Ordinary people feared the gangs, not for any specific reason, but because of their sheer numbers, their influence, and the ruthless nature of their deeds. Arson and wiping out entire families were things usually reserved for those whose minds had shattered, filled with resentment and pushed to the brink. Yet, for many in the gangs—especially those in super-syndicates known for their cold-blooded ways—such acts were as commonplace as a daily meal.
Luo Yuchen didn’t demand that Dragon Gate become a charitable organization, but at the very least, they could not be like what Long Jiwen had described: bullying the weak and preying on the local community. If they did that, they would be truly bottom-tier. Historically, the famous syndicates that survived for decades were those with strict systems and rigid rules; that was how they maintained prosperity and longevity. Groups like the Hung Mun, the Green Gang, and the Big Circle Boys were prime examples. The Hung Mun was a standout; with its complete structure and strict code, it was no wonder Hung Hing had survived for so many years. E…
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