Abbas looked troubled, ncing at Jun and questioning, “Are you certain?”


    Jun’s fierce gaze faltered as he stammered, “I…I’ll go check…”


    He quickly turned and dashed inside, eximing in a frenzy, “Sect Master! There are three peopleing in from outside—oh wait, now there are four! One of them is carrying someone on his shoulder…”


    Zyaire furrowed his brow, immediately deducing that the person being carried was likely his grandson, Pankaj. He muttered to himself, “Three people? Three dare toe and challenge me? Don’t they realize I have over a hundred people here? Let them in!”


    The younger brother rushed back to the entrance, telling Abbas, “A few, pleasee in.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Abbas and his group silently entered, apanied by the two war kings, Salmaan and Chen.


    At that moment, a triumphant smile spread across Zyaire’s face.


    He believed that Charlie was not only reckless but also incredibly foolish.


    With a mocking expression, he turned to Charlie and said with a grin, “Kid, when you step into the arena, it’s not enough to just act tough; you need to use your brain! In this situation, your only advantage is my grandson. If I were in your position, I’d fight fiercely to protect that advantage. Yet here you are, willingly handing it over. Truly remarkable! You are such a foolish descendant. It’s been years since I’ve seen someone so naive.”<fn4f70> Find the newest release on find?novel</fn4f70>


    Charlie had already spotted Abbas and the others, and he smiled at them, saying, “Come on, Abbas, let me introduce you to the renowned Lord Zyaire of Hong Kong’s Hongmen Gate. This old dog is sharing his wisdom on navigating the underworld, so feel free to listen in.”


    Teacher Lin, who had been standing arrogantly in front of Charlie, nced back instinctively at this moment.


    He thought that with Charlie calling for help, their fate was sealed.


    But as he caught sight of the neers, a jolt of shock coursed through him. His mind spun, and his vision blurred as he tried toprehend the reality.


    He never imagined he woulde face to face with Abbas, the master of Wanlong Pce, along with two of its four great kings!


    Initially, during the confrontation at Yeling Mountain, the public had no idea of the true events. They believed that Wanlong Pce had easily defeated the Wade family, not knowing that two of Wanlong’s four kings had perished at Charlie’s hands.


    In the current hierarchy of Wanlong Pce, only three individuals stood at the pinnacle: Abbas, Salmaan, and Chen, all of whom were present now.


    Even during his time in Wanlong Pce, Lin had never been in such close proximity to Abbas. His direct superior was a five-star general, who, in turn, reported to Salmaan.


    Thus, seeing Abbas and the others now made Lin feel as if all the blood had drained from his body, leaving him in a surreal state, as if he were dreaming.


    Meanwhile, Zyaire failed to notice Lin’s stunned reaction to being called an old dog by Charlie, and instead, his anger bubbled. He pointed at Abbas and sneered at Charlie, “Boy, do you really think bringing in these three rough characters will save you? Let me tell you, it’s not just you who’s in danger today! Even these three won’t leave here alive!”


    Abbas was taken aback, asking, “Are the local gangs on Hong Kong Ind really this fierce?”


    Zyaire scoffed, “What? Yes! You dare to enter here without knowing anything about Hong Kong Ind? Believe me, I’ll make sure you alle in and leave in pieces!”


    Abbas smiled and shook his head, then turned to Charlie respectfully, saying, “Mr. Wade, this old dog’s barking must be quite irritating to you. Do you want your subordinates to silence him?”


    Charlie chuckled and replied, “Let him bark if he wants. An old dog like him can’t run fast or bite hard. If we stop him from barking, he’ll only suffocate.”


    Zyaire could no longer contain himself. He nced at the immobilized Teacher Lin and shouted furiously, “Teacher Lin, what are you doing? Why don’t you take them out for me?!”


    Only then did Salmaan notice the frozen Instructor Lin. He frowned, his expression tightening as he asked, “You are… Lin Feiyang?”


    As Lin Feiyang heard this, he seemed to snap out of his daze. He fell to his knees with a thud, trembling in deep respect as he dered, “I, Lin Feiyang… greet the hall master! I greet the Tiger King in white! I greet the Blue-Eyed Wolf King!”