Chapter 117: What a Grand Gesture!

“I suggest, Prince Xiao, you should go to the hospital first, get checked out, and treat your wounds,” Chi Long remarked, noticing the injuries on Xiao Ye.

“It’s nothing serious. A minor injury won’t keep me off the front lines. Besides, what’s this compared to what I want—to see those who threatened to kill me,” Xiao Ye said, picking bits of sand from his wound with a smile.

Chi Long nodded and started the car. The two then headed toward the city center.

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Back in Jianghai City, inside a dimly lit bar, Tiger had just finished his meal and waited silently for his men to report.

A hurried young thug entered and spoke to Tiger. “Brother Hu, several groups we've sent out with bounties have attacked Xiao Ye. They were all equipped, but...”

“But what? Speak up!” Tiger’s face darkened as he barked at his subordinate.

“But they were all killed by Xiao Ye. Now, no gang in Jianghai City dares to provoke him!”

Tiger was stunned, frozen in place, and suddenly stumbled onto the sofa. After a long moment, he finally spoke, still in disbelief. “How is that possible? The men we sent were all equipped with the best gear. Even if they weren’t the best, they couldn’t all have been killed!”

His tone was filled with frustration as he grabbed the thug by the collar. Tiger was shocked—he held many people under his command and had spent a fortune on top-notch equipment. Victory should have been certain, yet Xiao Ye had wiped them all out.

The young thug dared not raise his head under Tiger’s intense pressure, trembling silently.

After calming down, Tiger’s expression grew complicated as he spoke again. “Tell our men to gear up and personally block Xiao Ye’s path. Whether dead or alive, anyone who captures him gets a reward of five million.”

The thug nodded vigorously and dashed out.

“Boss, this Xiao Ye isn’t so simple. Should we cancel the bounty and ask Mr. Cheng for help?” the young thug cautiously suggested.

“Mr. Cheng? What Mr. Cheng? I will avenge my brothers myself. If anyone finds out I’m asking for help, even Zhou Yuan would laugh at me from the heavens!” Tiger roared angrily, unleashing all the frustration he had held back on the thug.

He too wished to withdraw the order. But at this point, some matters were beyond his control. Canceling now would make the entire Jianghai City underworld mock him. He had no choice but to press on.

The thug remained silent, though filled with resentment, intimidated by Tiger’s position.

“Enough. I’ll handle Xiao Ye myself. I refuse to believe that this little brat from the Xiao family can’t be taken down by me, Tiger!” Tiger said, calming himself, then looked coldly at a bald man nearby, his eyes gleaming with a chilling light.

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Meanwhile, Xiao Ye and Chi Long continued steadily toward the city center.

By now, Xiao Ye’s reputation among Jianghai City’s small-time thugs was no secret. Yet strangely, few dared to provoke them along the way.

“These punks have probably been scared off by us. They don’t have the guts to tangle with us anymore,” Chi Long said with a laugh as he drove, trying to lighten the mood beside Xiao Ye.

“Sure, ordinary thugs won’t come after us. But those who issued the bounty won’t let me off so easily,” Xiao Ye said, patting Chi Long on the shoulder.

As they talked, Chi Long’s phone rang again. After hanging up, his expression grew complex.

“We just got word—there’s a new bounty in the underworld. Prince Xiao, your head is now worth five million.”

Xiao Ye understood that such sums were beyond the reach of ordinary people. A heavy bounty would surely draw even braver foes. The coming days would be even tougher.

“Adding it up, it’s just a few numbers. Boring. I just want to see who’s so eager to kill me,” he chuckled softly.

“The bounty’s at five million. Looks like these people are quite determined to kill me. That’s a serious investment,” Xiao Ye said to Chi Long, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“These guys are no match for us. That little money wouldn’t even fill a tooth gap,” Chi Long teased. Like Xiao Ye, he didn’t take these petty thugs seriously.

Suddenly, Chi Long saw something at the end of the road—a line of cars and many people standing guard. The area was almost deserted, likely evacuated.

Seeing this, Chi Long and Xiao Ye instantly grew alert.

They slowly drove toward the checkpoint. The men ahead were dressed normally enough but made no move to approach or speak once Xiao Ye stopped.

Xiao Ye knew well enough—these were the ones sent to kill him.

“Let’s get out and see what’s going on,” Xiao Ye said, stepping out with Chi Long.

“Xiao Ye, didn’t expect you to have such luck. Several groups have died at your hands. I have to admire you,” a grim-faced man stepped forward, addressing Xiao Ye.

“But now, someone wants you dead. Take my advice—next life, be born into a better family and don’t provoke these people,” he warned.

“Oh? I think I still have a long time before my next life. You’re just after money—come and take it,” Xiao Ye interrupted, staring at the man.

The leader chuckled mockingly. “Don’t try to provoke me with words. You’re going to die for sure. But for now, I want to know more about you.”

“What kind of man can be so ruthless to make the entire Jianghai underworld put a hit on him?”

“If we’re going to fight, make it quick. I’m in a hurry to send you to your next life!”

Xiao Ye’s eyes glinted coldly.

The leader smiled softly. “Sharp-tongued brat. Since you won’t talk, fine—let’s begin!”

With a wave, he summoned his men, and they quickly formed ranks.

When they drew their weapons, Xiao Ye’s expression turned grave.

Because what he saw was something far from ordinary.