"Wuwuwu."

"I can't hear you."

A foot stomped down beside Lulu, kicking up dust from the concrete ground and leaving a deep footprint.

"Wuwuwu."

Lulu was now completely terrified, sobbing as he bent over and kowtowed frantically.

"Is there one of Ark's trusted men here?"

What a cautious man. But the more cautious he was, the more troublesome it became.

"Huh."

A sinister smile curled on my lips as I followed where Lulu's head had shifted. On the second floor stood a man dressed all in black. He saw me, waved casually, not a trace of tension on his face.

Is this guy an idiot?

He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. I read his lips.

(Hello, farewell. May you rest in peace in the Yellow Springs.)

As he finished, he pulled a handgun from his pocket, the barrel unmistakably aimed at me.

(Farewell on your journey.)

When the gun appeared, the small-time thugs scattered in terror. Lulu rolled his eyes back and fainted.

Bang—the gunshot rang out. The bullet grazed my right shoulder, splattering a small spray of blood.

(Ah, missed. But next time won't be the same.)

He aimed the gun at my head.

(Too scared to speak? What a pitiful little dog.)

Chuckling, he put the gun away, blew on the barrel, and jumped down from the second floor. This time, he actually spoke aloud—it was as if he'd been amusing himself earlier.

"I admit you have some skills, but not enough. Your biggest mistake was making an enemy of Young Master Ark. Two choices: one, avoid any place Young Master Ark appears; two, disappear from this world forever. Ten seconds to answer."

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

"I'm not choosing either."

What was wrong with today? Both my shoulders were injured.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

The cold gun barrel pointed at my head, the man in black still chuckling lightly.

"I'm afraid. How many people aren't afraid of death? But the one who can kill me is definitely not you. Countless brothers sacrificed for this life. Only they can take it back."

As I spoke, I slipped my hand into my pocket. He didn't care, not the slightest bit on guard.

Bang—the gunshot sounded.

This time, the bullet aimed for my chest. With a metallic scraping sound, it split in half mid-air and flew past me.

"Impossible... impossible! How can anyone cut a bullet with a knife?"

The man in black stared at the small knife in my hand, his mouth agape in shock.

"Didn't I say? I know martial arts."

"When did you ever say that!"

Slightly flustered, he stepped back two paces and fired three shots.

Clang, clang—

The bullets were sliced in half.

"This can't be... impossible! Slicing bullets with a knife? This has to be fake!"

The man, now completely unhinged, aimed the gun directly at my head.

"Nothing is impossible. When you deny the truth, it's already etched into your heart."

As I spoke, I flung the knife from my hand.

Clang—

The blade collided with the bullet, sliced it apart, then shot into the gun barrel, grazed his shoulder, and embedded itself in the concrete wall.

"Ahh—"

Accompanied by his wail, the thugs outside were already sweating in terror.

"Five shots total. Are you prepared for the consequences?"

I stepped forward, looking coldly at the terrified man.

"This can't be... impossible..."

He didn't answer; those words were all that came from his mouth.

Slap—I slapped him across the face, sending him flying backward.

"This is fake... fake..."

Regaining consciousness, he looked at me as if seeing a demon, scrambling backward on the ground.

"Now, my turn. Two choices: one, submit to me and become my dog; two, a fate worse than death. You shot me five times. I only slapped you once. Four more slaps left—the price is your limbs."

I walked to the wall and pulled out the knife. Honestly, this thing was sturdy. It had withstood the bullet's impact without a single curl on the blade. No wonder it was made by the Ouyang Family—truly top-notch.

"W-what do I need to do?"

He took money to risk his life, but some pains were worse than death. Besides, he truly lacked the courage to die. From hitman to bodyguard for a young master, after settling into comfort with beauties, money, and luxury, he hadn't fully enjoyed it yet.

"You don't need to do anything. But if he plans anything against me, inform me. I hate trouble and resolve things before they happen."

"U-understood, I got it."

Clang—

The knife suddenly shot into the concrete ground beside him. Realizing it, he broke into a cold sweat instantly.

"My marksmanship is top-notch. Test it anytime."

"N-no, no need! Brother Long, I'm your dog. Just give orders."

"Today, Lulu did a perfect job. This ordinary person was thoroughly beaten."

"Brother Long, you're... absolutely right. Everything was perfect. Brother Long was beaten badly—I saw it."

This guy was quick on the uptake. Good. People who read the room well were useful. Cowards who lived well were the most fearful.

Next up was Lulu.

"Brother Long, your knife..."

The man in black knelt, offering the knife.

"Hmm."

"H-how should I contact you, Brother Long?"

"Call my phone."

After exchanging numbers, I learned his name: Hei Yu. For now, I'd call him Xiao Hei.

After Xiao Hei left, I waved away the thugs outside and woke Lulu up.

"W-where is this..."

"The Underworld."

"A-am I dead? No! Dad, Mom, I don't want to die! I haven't lived enough! I still want to sleep with more girls..."

His body was still tied up, but he sobbed uncontrollably. I just watched him silently.

After crying, he finally realized he was bound. Instantly, he looked at me with tear-filled eyes.

"Awake now?"

"A-awake. Brother Long, I was wrong. I'll never oppose you again. Let me go, and I'll give any amount of money."

"Any amount? Money isn't everything."

"But without money, nothing is possible! Brother Long."

He replied surprisingly smoothly. I'd give him 99 points for that.

"Enough. We'll talk money later. Let me show you a prime example of 'digging your own grave.'"

"D-digging my own grave?"

I smiled at Lulu. This guy couldn't be intimidated like Xiao Hei. Another method suited him better.

"I recall your father is the supervisor in the administration department of Xuanyuan Network Company, right?"

"Y-you're going to threaten my father?! Come after me, not my dad!"

"Oh, you're quite brave now. But don't worry, I won't threaten him. Just watch the show. Don't make a sound, or I'll cut out your tongue."