Huzaifa’s face reflected shock, and internally he was cursing the heavens: “Zyaire, you greedy bastard! Is the 30 million dors you got over the past three years not enough for you? You old fool, your appetite is insatiable, don’t you fear for your life?”


    Despite his anger, Huzaifa knew better than to confront Zyaire. Gritting his teeth, he quickly came to a difficult conclusion and replied, “Godfather, let’s reconsider—50 million dors over three years is truly my maximum. You know how tough the economy is right now; cash flow is scarce across all sectors, and many assets have turned into non-performing ones. My situation is really tough!”


    Zyaire raised an eyebrow, responding, “Huzaifa, in our family, we don’t deal in half-measures. If you provide Hongmen with 60 million dors over three years—that’s 20 million a year—then I guarantee you that any demands you have will be met. The entire hierarchy of Hongmen will be at your service!”


    Huzaifa felt a tremor of anxiety in his heart.


    “$60 million over three years—that’s nearly 500 million Hong Kong dors!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    “500 million!”


    Noticing Huzaifa’s disheartened demeanor, Zyaire smiled and said, “Do you remember the time you crossed paths with Sangbiao? He sent three or four hundred of his men, armed with knives, hunting you down across Hong Kong Ind? If I hadn’t intervened, you wouldn’t have made it out alive!”


    Zyaire continued, “I truly went to great lengths for you! While I persuaded Sangbiao to back off, I still had to meet him and negotiate with Second Master Guan. The bodies of Sangbiao and my belt are still buried in the foundation of the Jiulongtang overpass! When I did that for you, were you as embarrassed and indecisive as you are now?”


    Huzaifa couldn’t help but shudder at the memories.


    Back when his business was just beginning to thrive, Sangbiao, leveraging his connections, insisted on confronting him with a knife.


    Huzaifa had refused, prompting Sangbiao to threaten him.


    However, at that time, Sangbiao had no intention of actually killing him; he merely wanted to teach him a lesson.


    When Huzaifa sought Zyaire’s help, he simply wanted Zyaire to mediate and ensure Sangbiao would leave him alone.


    Instead, Zyaire took matters into his own hands, eliminating Sangbiao and disposing of his body in the construction site’s foundation.<fn5458> This content belongs to </fn5458>


    Since then, every time Zyaire needed Huzaifa’s assistance, he would bring up Sangbiao, subtly reminding Huzaifa of the leverage he held.


    Initially, Huzaifa felt unafraid, as it was Zyaire who hadmitted the act, and he had never explicitly asked for Sangbiao’s death.


    However, Zyaire, the crafty old fox, had recorded evidence of Huzaifa pleading for assistance with Sangbiao, leaving Huzaifa in a precarious position.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>