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"A guest has come to our territory to provoke us, and naturally, we will take it seriously. After all, not many people have the audacity to do this these days; they are either arrogant fools or exceptionally strong competitors." After hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, the elderly man with a somewhat irritable temperament snorted coldly.
However, he did not activate his own pressure.
Yet the atmosphere of dominance in their home ground was unmistakable.
Originally, they had come to request something, but now they had turned the tables, and it seemed entirely natural.
In this hotel, Yang Xiaoyou and his group were considered the hosts, yet the other party was demonstrating through their actions that in all of Shanghai, or even the entire Chinese Empire, they had advantages that no external forces could match.
Hearing the other party's biting retort again, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
After signing the agreement with Fia, they had taken the initiative to approach while displaying a rather unpleasant attitude, even going so far as to force the assistants into sparring.
Now they were claiming that it was their side that provoked?
This made Yang Xiaoyou's impression of the elderly man plummet. His straightforward personality was overshadowed by such shameless and unreasonable arguments, which were even more disgusting than someone who already had a bad attitude.
On the other hand, the members of the Red Dragon group believed that Yang Xiaoyou's team was deliberately stepping ahead to test their limits, naturally placing the blame for instigating trouble on them.
"Provocation? Then consider it a provocation from us. What of it?" Yang Xiaoyou said directly, showing no interest in arguing about who was right or wrong.
"Still stubborn even when death is imminent? As long as Master Hua gives the order, do you really think you can evade a sniper's aim and counterattack?" Ye Weilong, whose face was still swollen from being stepped on by Yang Xiaoyou and whose restraints had not yet been removed, seemed to regain his spirit at this moment. He looked at Yang Xiaoyou with a face full of resentment, his voice slightly slurred.
He had faced defeat before. But whether in the combat department or now in security, he had never experienced such humiliation!
He was ruthlessly trampled in front of so many people! Moreover, the restraints on his hands served as a constant reminder that he was still a captive!
Thinking of this, a wave of frustration washed over him. He walked up to Yang Xiaoyou and awkwardly extended his bound hands, intending to slap her cheeks lightly as an act of humiliation.
However, before he could even get halfway, he was sent flying backward and crashed hard onto the ground. At the same time, Charming Shadow's alluring figure appeared beside Yang Xiaoyou.
It was clear that this sudden turn of events was her doing, and he couldn't help but acknowledge that Ye Weilong's strength was indeed impressive; being knocked down was all that had happened.
“Tsk tsk, why don’t you order them to open fire?” In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiaoyou didn’t even raise an eyebrow at the fallen figure. She simply reached out to pull Charming Shadow closer by her elastic waist, preparing to avoid any potential mishaps. Then she spoke to the elderly man in a teasing tone.
Even if the Red Dragon could apply for permission to use a sniper rifle, they wouldn’t dare shoot at 'legitimate' businessmen without cause, especially not in the City Center.
Perhaps it would be better to act first and report later. But the price would undoubtedly be steep.
“Hmph!” Hearing such words, Huafeng's expression darkened slightly. It wasn’t because he had been affected by anything; rather, it was due to Ye Weilong’s failure at a critical moment.
The deployment of snipers was merely a precaution against unforeseen circumstances. After all, this place gathered all the elites of the Red Dragon in Shanghai; any unexpected incident would lead to heavy losses.
Initially, although the snipers didn’t fire, their presence alone could create an atmosphere of absolute control and overwhelming power.
However, with Ye Weilong’s failed attempt at humiliation resulting in him being beaten instead, the carefully crafted atmosphere was shattered completely.
Indeed, they still held an absolute advantage in terms of strength, but the mood had shifted dramatically.
Defeating an enemy without fighting is the true way to victory. Did they really intend to rely solely on their strength to engage them in this environment? That would be a grave mistake.
The Red Dragon was indeed facing both internal and external troubles, at its weakest point. It could not afford to display a strong front, as any hint of weakness would invite others to push it down and take advantage of its situation.
As for the notion that showing strength through bullying was a sign of dominance? No, for a company of Red Dragon's scale, it would only resort to unequal violence if it were cornered and had its most vulnerable spots stepped on.
No one among the forces eyeing the Red Dragon was foolish; any attempt to cover up their intentions would only lead to greater losses.
Initially, the decision to implement Plan One seemed casual—sending out a single person to decisively defeat the opponent's strongest fighter. This, combined with the backing of their group, was thwarted by the sudden emergence of a young man who disrupted their momentum.
Plan Two aimed to create a home-field advantage during negotiations, but even that was undermined by an unexpected incident that soured the atmosphere.
Indeed, Huafeng felt the weight of the situation. The first plan, designed against an opponent they believed they could easily crush, had failed. The second plan, which assumed their opponent had enough strength to negotiate, had also collapsed. Now, they were left with no choice but to resort to the last option.
"Contact your leader and lay out your intentions. If conditions permit, we can consider providing appropriate assistance. However, if you exceed our bottom line, then we will see what happens next," Huafeng, who had been somewhat aggressive until now, said after a moment of dark contemplation and a deep sigh.
The sudden shift in tone caught Yang Xiaoyou off guard. Having prepared various hypotheses and responses using his analytical skills, he felt as if he had just punched into thin air.
It wasn't just Yang Xiaoyou; even those from Red Dragon were taken aback, especially Ye Weilong, who had just gotten back on his feet and seemed quite sturdy.
For a moment, even Yang Xiaoyou, with his strong mental fortitude, struggled to comprehend the implications of what had just been said. What did this mean? He understood the last part well enough—it was something he had mentally prepared for—but the information conveyed in the first part was overwhelming.
Originally nearly at odds with each other, one side was now offering 'assistance'?
Is the Red Dragon really a charity organization? Is it just a soft target that anyone can take a bite out of?
It seems that something significant is happening within the Red Dragon!
Utilizing his own advantage and considering various conditions, Yang Xiaoyou weighed the possibilities in his mind. Although his face remained expressionless, he had arrived at a rough conclusion.
"The Director has granted me full authority to act on behalf of the company's interests and decisions." Thinking of that possibility, Yang Xiaoyou's heart skipped a beat. If that were true, he would be in for a huge windfall.
Upon hearing this, both the six assistants and the group from Red Dragon appeared somewhat surprised.
Many of them, including the elderly man, instantly shared the same thought: this seemingly frail young man was beginning to break through with a force that was not merely the momentum cultivated by a martial artist.
Instead, it was a phenomenon exhibited by reaching peak performance in other aspects. Perhaps this was the reason he was entrusted with such an important role at such a young age.
In a stable social system, the peak momentum seen in other industries is far more useful than that of martial artists. In these times, many issues cannot simply be resolved with brute strength.
These days have been exhausting; staying up until one or two in the morning preparing for the second round, while still needing to go to the countryside to handle things—it's quite frustrating.
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