Seeing Lin Rumei's serious expression, Sang Ming laughed even more freely.
"A kid like you dares to compare yourself to Elder Liang? You really don't know the heights of heaven and depths of the earth. With just a flick of his finger, Elder Liang could kill you. Miss Lin, you should show some respect; offending Elder Liang will come at a cost," Sang Ming scoffed.
Jiang Chen observed coldly, ignoring Sang Ming entirely. The only person present who could catch his attention was Elder Liang.
The night before last at Aodao, Zhao Hun had brought a Master Wu to the hotel to confront Jiang Chen. After being taught a lesson by Jiang Chen, Zhao Hun had mentioned Master Wu's master, who was presumably the Elder Liang before them now.
However, despite being a martial arts giant from Hong Kong Island and having reached the Divine Realm, in Jiang Chen's eyes, Elder Liang was hardly worth mentioning.
Lin Rumei looked at Jiang Chen, who remained indifferent.
"Mr. Jiang," Lin Rumei called softly.
Jiang Chen raised his head, withdrew his gaze, picked up the teacup on the table, and spoke as if to himself without looking at anyone else: "You all must be the Underground Bosses of Hong Kong Island. Since everyone is here today, I’d like to announce something: from now on, Lin Rumei will be the Underground Leader of Hong Kong Island."
Jiang Chen's voice was calm, but it landed like a grenade in the room. Everyone stared at him in shock, completely unable to comprehend how he had the audacity to say such things. Even Lin Shuang was taken aback by Jiang Chen's words.
"Rumei, what is going on?" Lin Shuang asked in a low voice, her tone anxious and worried.
"Dad, this is Mr. Jiang's intention," Lin Rumei replied, her heart also racing with uncertainty.
After the initial shock, chaos erupted in the teahouse.
Sang Ming looked at Jiang Chen, his smile fading as he felt displeased by Jiang Chen's words. The position of Underground Leader of Hong Kong Island was something he coveted; now this outsider dared to meddle in the affairs of Hong Kong Island's underground world.
"You brat, who do you think you are? You have no right to speak here," Sang Ming shouted angrily.
Jiang Chen's expression darkened slightly as he flicked his finger; the light green tea in his cup flew into the air and formed a water arrow that shot straight toward Sang Ming.
Sang Ming was taken aback and before he could react, the water arrow pierced through his neck, blood spraying everywhere as he clutched his throat and collapsed to the ground, dead before he could comprehend that someone would dare to kill him.
With Sang Ming suddenly killed, chaos ensued in the room. Even Elder Liang, who had been sitting calmly like a statue, changed his expression and hurriedly stood up to check on Sang Ming's condition.
Seeing that Sang Ming was already lifeless, Elder Liang's gaze turned sharp as lightning toward Jiang Chen, filled with murderous intent. Sang Ming had invited him to oversee matters today, yet someone had killed him right in front of Elder Liang—this was clearly a blatant disregard for him as a martial arts giant from Hong Kong Island.
"You young man must be incredibly bold to dare kill someone here and not regard me at all," Elder Liang questioned with suppressed anger.
"At your age, it's better not to get involved in this matter," Jiang Chen replied casually.
"You are too arrogant! I haven't made a move in years; today I will teach you a lesson for your insolence," Elder Liang said angrily. As a Divine Realm master standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, he believed that even if Jiang Chen were a martial arts genius, he was still not enough to act so arrogantly before him.
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