Star Han and Yu Ya returned to their residence. After sending Yu Ya to rest, Star Han pondered alone on how to deal with the possible future situations. There were two possibilities: either those people would be moved by him and let them go, or they would continue to come after him. According to Star Han's estimation, the latter was more likely. So how should he deal with their impending revenge? Considering his performance at Guanghua Mountain, he anticipated that the coming storm would be significant. After some thought, he realized that he shouldn't just let them come after him. Why couldn't he go after them instead? Since there was nothing urgent at the moment, he could play along with them. But if he wanted to play big, he couldn't do it alone. He needed some followers to add to the scene. After all, it would be meaningless to walk alone in the darkness wearing nice clothes if no one noticed. He needed some supporters.
Suddenly, he thought of the person he had saved in the garage that time. That person might be useful.
When Star Han returned to his garage, he found a severely injured man. He wasn't sure how the man had ended up in his garage, but it was evident that he was involved in the underworld and had sought refuge there while being pursued.
Star Han examined his injuries. The man had suffered many wounds, some of which were severe. It was impressive that he managed to escape and reach this place. Star Han admired his resilience. Using the Qingxin Art, Star Han easily healed the man's wounds. His Qingxin Art had already reached the third level, so treating injuries was a simple matter.
After the man recovered, he introduced himself as Sun Zihao and gave Star Han a piece of paper with his phone number, telling him to contact him if he needed anything in the future.
Sun Zihao was also involved in the underworld and might know the whereabouts and details of those people. Perhaps he could even become an assistant. Star Han retrieved the paper, which he hadn't looked at in a long time. He felt a sense of emotion, realizing that the day to contact him had finally arrived.
Star Han dialed the number on the paper. The phone rang persistently, and Star Han silently prayed that the number hadn't become invalid. He was growing impatient. Finally, a deep voice answered, sounding annoyed.
"Hello, who are you looking for?" The voice was full of impatience. Star Han also responded impatiently, "I'm looking for Sun Zihao. Is he available?"
"I'm Sun Zihao. Who are you? I don't think I know you. What do you want?" Sun Zihao replied.
"You collapsed in my garage last time. Do you remember? Are you available to meet?" Star Han asked.
"Oh, I remember now. I'm sorry. What's the matter? Did you get into trouble with someone from the underworld, and you want me to help you resolve it?" Sun Zihao asked.
"Something like that. I want information about a gang. They frequently appear at Guanghua Mountain. Do you know anything about them?" Star Han inquired.
"Guanghua Mountain? There's a relatively large gang called the Three Dragons Society. You seem to have provoked them," Sun Zihao said.
"It's not that I provoked them; they provoked me. I have no choice. Can you provide me with detailed information about them?" Star Han asked.
"That's a bit... But do you really not need any other help from me?" Sun Zihao asked.
"I will handle other matters myself. But maybe I'll need your help in the future," Star Han said. He had already planned to make a move in the underworld, and someone like Sun Zihao would be useful.
"Well then, let's meet at a certain place tomorrow. I'll give you the information," Sun Zihao proposed.
"Alright, suggest a location," Star Han replied.
"Lulu Bar, 4 PM. How about that? There are fewer people at that time," Sun Zihao suggested.
"Sounds good. Let's do it that way."
"Good. See you then."
The next day, Star Han arrived at Lulu Bar as agreed. The spacious bar was filled with smoke, and the sound of music was deafening. Since it wasn't crowded at this time, people were sitting in groups of twos and threes. It was evident that half of them were here just to pass the time, with only a few ordinary individuals. It was a lively atmosphere.
When Star Han appeared at the entrance of the bar, everyone fell silent and turned to look at him. Star Han had no idea what was going on. In fact, a bar like this had never had a guest like Star Han before. He was dressed in expensive designer clothes, and any piece of clothing he wore could easily cost half a year's salary for others. Star Han wasn't particularly concerned about his appearance, but when he had money, why not dress in clothes that reflected it?
What made people quiet was not just his attire but also his demeanor. The cultivation of the Qingxin Art made him appear elegant and refined, and coupled with his specially designed outfit, he exuded a sense of indescribable elegance. Combined with his icy temperament, he seemed like a cloud in the sky, so close yet so distant.
After a brief moment of silence, the bar regained its liveliness. After the initial surprise, everyone stopped paying attention to him. Star Han rarely appeared in public gatherings, so he wasn't sure if the reaction he received was normal. However, he didn't concern himself with such matters because he had already spotted Sun Zihao.
He walked straight to the table where Sun Zihao was sitting. As soon as he sat down, Sun Zihao said, "Star Han, it seems like you can't go unnoticed. Anyone can tell you're not an ordinary person."
"Ah, I'm just an ordinary person. But, honestly, I still don't know what kind of person Mr. Sun is," Star Han replied.
"Don't be so polite. Don't call me Mr. Sun, just call me Zihao. You can even call me Ah Hao. That's how people in the underworld address me," Sun Zihao said.
"Alright, I like that. Zihao, did you bring the information I asked for?" Star Han got straight to the point.
"I have the information with me. However, since we're meeting for the first time, let's enjoy ourselves. Let's have a few drinks as a twist of fate. After that, we can discuss what you and I want to talk about," Sun Zihao said warmly.
"Good, since you're so hospitable in helping me, I'll have a few drinks with you." Star Han appreciated Sun Zihao's boldness and agreed.
"Great! After this drink, we'll be friends from now on. What do you say?" Sun Zihao proposed.
"Of course! Cheers!" Star Han was also starting to get influenced by the atmosphere.
After a few drinks, Sun Zihao asked, "How did you get involved with the Three Dragons Society? Although they're not a major gang, they're notorious for their ruthlessness and their determination to settle any score. Even if I wanted to help you, I feel somewhat helpless. Besides, I have many things to consider as well, working under someone else."
Star Han sincerely replied, "I'm already satisfied with you providing me the information. I have other arrangements for the rest. You don't need to worry."
"Good, I like your boldness. I consider you my friend. I just wonder if you're willing to be friends with someone who might burden you," Sun Zihao said.
"Why would that be the case? We've only met once, and yet you're helping me like this. What kind of friend would I want if not someone like you?" Star Han was moved by his words.
"Alright, miss, bring a few more bottles of liquor. I want to have a few more drinks with my newly found brother." Sun Zihao called out.
"Alright, alright. We've already had enough to drink tonight. Let's save it for another time. We'll have plenty of opportunities in the future. I have something I want to discuss with you after I take care of some matters," Star Han tried to persuade him.
"Fine, you're right. You have important matters to attend to, so let's not drink anymore. But if my brother ever needs anything, feel free to come to me. Be it going through fire or water, Sun Zihao won't hesitate," Sun Zihao said.
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"If you ever need anything, you can also come to me. There are some matters I can assist with," Star Han replied.
The two exchanged some pleasantries before parting ways.
Star Han returned home and carefully examined the information. It was detailed and seemed to have taken a lot of effort. Star Han couldn't help but feel touched. According to the information, the main leaders of the Three Dragons Society were three individuals who called themselves Qinglong (Azure Dragon), Bailong (White Dragon), and Huilong (Gray Dragon). Qinglong was known for his brutality, Bailong was a womanizer, and Huilong was a gambler. They were all ruthless outlaws burdened with blood debts. The information also provided the places where they usually appeared.
After reading through it, Star Han started making calculations. These three dragon-like sinners had brought this upon themselves, and they couldn't blame Star Han for being ruthless.
That night, an underground gambling den received a peculiar guest. He was dressed entirely in black, had an ordinary appearance without a mask, but his face seemed indistinct and difficult to see. Moreover, the chilling aura emanating from him made people around him step back, as smart individuals could tell that he was not someone to be trifled with.
He didn't approach anyone else; as soon as he arrived, he confronted Huilong, one of the members of the Three Dragons Society. They were betting on odd or even. It was evident that this person was Star Han. After studying the information, Star Han thought it would be better to deal with Huilong first.
They had been gambling odd or even for a while now. How could Huilong be a match for Star Han? Star Han activated the Qingxin Art, effortlessly seeing through the results of the odd or even bets. When necessary, Star Han used a stream of Qi to control the outcome as he pleased.
After a few rounds, Huilong's chips were gradually diminishing. Star Han looked at him coldly. Huilong's forehead was covered in cold sweat; he had never encountered such a situation before. He had failed to guess correctly for nine consecutive rounds, and the results were too strange—all of them were odd numbers. He realized he was facing an extraordinary opponent. However, he didn't want to back down and be laughed at.
Star Han stared at him and suddenly pushed all his chips forward, saying, "Let's gamble one more time. The outcome of this round will decide the winner. How about it? Do you have the guts?"
The surrounding crowd burst into excitement, as they were always eager for chaos.
"But we have so many chips," Huilong said, with sweat dripping down from his head.
"You can borrow or use something as collateral. If you win, all the chips will be yours," Star Han said calmly.
Huilong looked around, but no one was willing to lend him money. As ruthless and brutal as he was, everyone hoped he would lose. Who would want to lend him money? Moreover, even if someone did lend him money, it would be like giving a meat bun to a dog—once given, it would never be returned.
Star Han said calmly, "It seems like you won't be able to borrow any money. Why don't you use the possessions on you as collateral? Let's say a hand is worth fifty thousand, and a leg is also worth fifty thousand. If you're willing to gamble your life, I'll accompany you. How about it? Do you dare? If you don't, just say it. Let everyone know that Huilong from the Three Dragons Society is a coward! A worm that's afraid of death."
After Star Han finished speaking, the entire gambling den fell silent. No one spoke. At this moment, everyone knew that Star Han had deliberately provoked Huilong. However, Huilong wasn't an easy character to deal with. But since Star Han had dared to come, it indicated that he had full confidence. This promised an exciting spectacle. Everyone was curious to see the outcome between Star Han and Huilong.
"It seems like you intentionally sought me out, but I wonder who you are and what grudge you have with me, Huilong," Huilong said.
"Enough nonsense. Do you dare to gamble or not? If you don't, don't waste my time," Star Han's voice remained cold, and the chilling aura around him grew stronger.
Huilong had cold sweat on his forehead. He hadn't brought his subordinates to the gambling den, and since the other party had come to his doorstep, he knew he wouldn't be easy to deal with. However, even if he gambled, he had no chance of winning. He had already experienced the opponent's strength earlier. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I... I admit defeat."
As he spoke, he pulled out a handgun from his pocket and aimed it at himself. His actions were swift and decisive. He had diverted everyone's attention with his words. By the time others realized what was happening, he had already pulled the trigger. The crowd gasped. However, the gunshot had indeed sounded, and no one had expected that Huilong would shoot himself. It turned out that when Huilong drew his gun, Star Han had noticed and directed a stream of Qi, twisting the gun around and pointing it back at Huilong. As a result, Huilong had unintentionally shot himself. However, no one else had witnessed this clearly, and all they saw was Huilong pulling out the gun and shooting himself in the head.
The onlookers stared in shock at the smoking gun in Huilong's hand and the bullet hole on his forehead. It was hard for them to believe that Huilong had shot himself. But it was the truth, and they couldn't help but accept it.
At that moment, someone remembered Star Han, but when they looked around, he was nowhere to be found. Upon further thought, Star Han had worn gloves on his hands and a hat on his head the whole time, and his face was always partially concealed. No one knew who Star Han really was.
At this moment, Star Han was waiting on the path back to the headquarters with Bai Long. He knew that once Bai Long learned about Huilong's death, he would return to their base to regroup with Qinglong.
Bai Long is rushing back to his headquarters. He had consumed a lot of alcohol and reeked of it, but he was now sober. He woke up as soon as someone called him from his sleep and informed him of Grey Dragon's death. He found himself in an alley with a smelly drain running alongside it. Many people accidentally fell into the drain while walking at night.
As soon as he entered the alley, he noticed someone standing in the darkness. Due to the dim lighting, he couldn't see the person's face clearly, but they emitted a chilling aura. The temperature in the surroundings also seemed to drop a few degrees.
Naturally, it was Star Han. Star Han said, "Are you Bai Long?"
"I am. What do you want?" Bai Long immediately became alert and reached for his gun. But as soon as he reached for it, he realized someone was holding him back. It was Star Han.
Star Han tapped on both of Bai Long's arms, and he immediately felt his hands go limp. Star Han said coldly, "Your hands will be powerless for half an hour. Don't waste your energy. Let me tell you, I killed your brother, Grey Dragon. He was probably lonely on the road to the afterlife."
Bai Long was shocked and quickly turned around to run. Star Han floated behind him and grabbed him by the wrist. With a swift motion, he threw Bai Long headfirst into the smelly drain. Due to his powerless hands, Bai Long struggled for a while in the drain before ceasing all movement. Star Han watched silently until Bai Long stopped struggling before slowly leaving. It was Qinglong's turn now.
At the headquarters of the Three Dragons Society, Qinglong was in a rage, causing his subordinates to flee in fear. He couldn't believe that his brother, Grey Dragon, would commit suicide. But apart from suicide, he couldn't figure out how Grey Dragon died. He was waiting for Bai Long to return since Bai Long was usually smarter than the two of them. Perhaps he knew what was going on.
At that moment, Star Han appeared at the entrance. Qinglong roared in anger, "Get out! Didn't I tell all of you to get lost? Why are you still here? Get out!"
"You're Qinglong? Let me tell you some news. Bai Long has already passed away and is waiting for you on the road to the afterlife," Star Han said calmly.
"What are you talking about? Who are you?" Only then did Qinglong realize that Star Han didn't seem to be one of his subordinates.
"I am the Soul Harvester, here to take you three sinning dragons to the King of Hell. It's your turn now. Your brothers are waiting for you," Star Han said softly.
"You? I'll fight you!" Qinglong became a bit insane. Forgetting about the gun, he picked up a nearby knife and swung it towards Star Han.
Star Han looked at Qinglong and said, "Alright, killing yourself with a knife is not a bad idea. I'll grant your wish."
After saying that, Star Han dodged the knife and grabbed Qinglong's wrist, pulling it back. Qinglong couldn't resist slashing his own neck with the knife, and Star Han quickly stepped away. Blood sprayed from Qinglong's neck, and he fell to the ground, staring at Star Han with wide eyes before collapsing.
After Qinglong fell, Star Han said quietly, "It's over just like that. It's not very interesting."
Dusting off the dust on his body, Star Han retreated to the shadows and disappeared. The next one was Qinglong.
On the second day after the deaths of the three dragons, Sun Zihao made an appointment with Star Han. This time, Star Han chose the location, a private room in a luxurious hotel, for a quieter conversation without interruptions.
"Those three dragons are dead, did you know? It happened last night," Sun Zihao said as soon as they met, observing Star Han's reaction.
"Oh, that means I'm safe now. I don't need to deal with them anymore," Star Han said indifferently.
"Just tell me honestly, are you involved in this?" Sun Zihao asked.
"Do you think I'm involved?" Star Han replied with a question.
"Well, if it's not a coincidence, it's quite convenient that you mentioned dealing with them, and then they died. Does it have anything to do with you? From what I can see, you don't seem like a killer. Besides, it takes a highly capable individual to kill all three dragons so effortlessly," Sun Zihao murmured.
"I see. Why bother thinking about it? They died, and it has nothing to do with you. To celebrate, let me treat you to a meal today. I don't think you frequent places like this. Also, I have something to discuss with you," Star Han said.
"Alright, let's have a few drinks, brother," Sun Zihao said.
After a few rounds of drinks, Star Han calmly said to Sun Zihao, "I'll tell you now, I was the one who killed those three dragons. I not only wanted to kill them, but I also want to play in the underworld. I want you to help me with that. It'll be more interesting that way."
"Play? Are you so comfortable in the underworld?" After a pause, Sun Zihao continued, "But since you effortlessly killed the three dragons, perhaps the underworld is just a game to you. You have the ability to say such things. However, I need to consider it if I want to join you. After all, it's a significant matter."
Sun Zihao's words were sincere. Star Han didn't say anything more and changed the topic, toasting to the occasion.
After seeing Sun Zihao off to his car and paying the driver extra to take him upstairs, Star Han returned to his own car and drove back to his apartment. In the car, he contemplated the operation he had just undertaken. By opposing the Hua family, which had influence in both the criminal and legal worlds, he knew he would inevitably have dealings with the underworld in the future. Instead of relying on others later, it would be better to establish his own power. That way, it would be easier in the future. Besides, he wasn't ready to compete in the business world just yet.