Chapter 398: Gathering the Hong Kong Mafia Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

“So it really was you?” Ning Zhongfei looked at Ye Mo in shock. He hadn’t expected the young man he’d met that day to be Ye Mo.

Lan Yu saw her husband’s tone and expression and immediately knew this was the young man he’d met. It seemed likely Fei Yu had been chosen thanks to him.

“I’m sorry, Father, and thank you for the bracelet.” Ye Mo could no longer call Ning Zhongfei ‘brother.’ He was his father-in-law.

“So you were Ye Mo all along. I wondered who had helped me. Be honest, you were the one who helped our company get chosen last time, right?” This young man was very excellent. Why would his wife stop him from being with Qingxue?

Thinking of Qingxue, Ning Zhongfei grew sad again. This should have been a great moment, but his daughter’s disappearance spoiled it.

“What happened?” Ye Mo noticed Ning Zhongfei and Lan Yu’s swollen, red eyes.

Ning Zhongfei sighed but said nothing. Lan Yu also found it hard to speak. Li Mumei quickly explained.

“What?! Qingxue is missing? She disappeared with a passenger jet? What’s all this?” Ye Mo’s face changed immediately.

“Qingxue knew something happened to me in the US, so she hurried over, but something happened on the way,” Lan Yu said, rubbing her eyes. She was very happy about Qingxue’s position in Ye Mo’s heart, yet now, she couldn’t undo things even if she wanted to.

Ye Mo’s heart burned. He wanted to rush to the scene, but he couldn’t act up in front of them, so he calmly asked, “Weren’t you fine already? After they released you, didn’t you call Qingxue?”

Lan Yu, dazed, replied subconsciously, “I called, but when I did, Qingxue was already on the plane. What do you mean I was fine? How do you know they released me? Did you help me in the States?”

Lan Yu immediately realized something: if not for Ye Mo’s help, how could she have left so quickly?

Ye Mo waved his hand. “That’s inconsequential. You manage your company; leave finding Qingxue to me.”

“I’m sorry, Ye Mo. I was a bad mother; I apologize,” Lan Yu said, standing up.

Ye Mo had already walked out of the room. He couldn’t even reply. To him, it was in the past; apologies didn’t matter.

“Brother, how did you get our company chosen?” Ning Zhongfei quickly asked, watching Ye Mo leave.

Ye Mo had already left and wouldn’t come back to answer.

Lan Yu rolled her eyes. Ning Zhongfei was peculiar, calling his son-in-law ‘brother.’

But someone did answer Ning Zhongfei. Luo Fei looked in Ye Mo’s direction and sighed, “Because he’s the boss of Luo Yue.”

Luo Fei could see how much Ye Mo cared for Ning Qingxue. What about her little sister? Ning Qingxue was so extraordinary that she didn’t know if her junior martial sister could win her over.

“What? He’s the big boss of Luo Yue?” Ning Zhongfei, Lan Yu, and Li Mumei almost screamed simultaneously. This answer was unexpected.

This explained why Fei Yu, with no competitive power to speak of, had been chosen. They had such a powerful son-in-law and still shamelessly asked other US companies to cooperate.

Ning Zhongfei glanced at his wife. For the first time, he was unhappy with her. If not for her, there wouldn’t have been so many problems. If she hadn’t objected to Ye Mo helping Ning Qingxue recover her memories, they would have long since known Ye Mo was the boss of Fei Yu, avoiding the trouble in the US.

Lan Yu looked down. She felt she’d done things poorly. She hadn’t explained things when Ning Qingxue misunderstood Ye Mo and made things worse by telling her to avoid him. Yet, look how magnanimous Ye Mo was! He still came and didn’t speak badly to her.

Lan Yu felt extremely guilty. Her husband had long ago said Qingxue had to make her own decisions.

Ye Mo didn’t blame Lan Yu; he didn’t have time. Besides, Ning Qingxue was Lan Yu’s daughter. He was going to check the jet’s trajectory and search along its route.

…

Ye Mo appeared in Hong Kong, Western Sand’s territory. He had come to find Jiao Bianyi. He needed the local underworld’s help.

Jiao Bianyi hadn’t expected Ye Mo to come to his private manor. Luckily, he was there. Otherwise, if his men took Ye Mo lightly, it would have been disastrous. When Shuai She met Ye Mo in San Ya, Shuai She’s keen eyes were praised by Jiao Bianyi.

“Qianbei, I’m honored by your arrival. No wonder the peacock kept chirping,” Jiao Bianyi said respectfully.

Ye Mo knew these people feared him, but he didn’t care. He nodded. “Gang Leader Jiao, I need your help. I’ll wait here while you gather your mafia friends; I need to ask something.”

Jiao Bianyi’s heart skipped. Nan Qing and Metal River were declining, and his Western Sand had become Hong Kong’s mob overlord. He feared someone had offended Ye Mo.

Although Western Sand was the biggest gang, he couldn’t order everyone. His letter read, ‘Ye-Qianbei is at Western Sand’s Bamboo Night private manor, calling for all friends in the business, with something to ask. Those who don’t come may imagine the consequences.’

Elsewhere, people might not know Ye-Qianbei, but in Hong Kong, everyone did. It was at the Bamboo Night manor that Ye Mo annihilated Da Tang. Zuo Yue hadn’t listened to Ye-Qianbei, and three days later, his body was found in Thailand.

In Hong Kong, you could fight Western Sand, but not Ye-Qianbei. It was rumored Ye Mo annihilated Earth Fiend. Who would dare offend Ye-Qianbei?

Within two hours, all of Hong Kong’s gang bosses gathered.

No one dared make a sound in front of Ye Mo. They bowed and found places to sit.

Soon, nearly a hundred people filled the room, yet it was dead silent. They waited uneasily for Ye Mo to speak, wondering who this Qianbei was going to kill.

Ye Mo nodded, satisfied. Even Metal Mountain had come, though Metal River didn’t seem to be doing well.

“I apologize for interrupting. I need your help.”

“Ye-Qianbei, just tell me. I, Jiao Bianyi, will do all I can. It’s an honor to help Qianbei,” Jiao Bianyi said, standing up.

“Yes, Ye-Qianbei, though my Yi Gang is small, I won’t lag behind in helping Qianbei,” another youth said, saluting.

Others vowed similar things.

Ye Mo knew this wasn’t respect, but fear. To get their full help, he’d have to offer something they wanted.

Ye Mo waved his hand. After the noise subsided, he said slowly, “A few days ago, a plane from Hong Kong to San Francisco went missing. I believe everyone knows.”

So it was this! Everyone breathed easier. Many were investigating.

Ye Mo continued, “My wife, Ning Qingxue, was on that plane. I need you to investigate who was on board and their motives.”

Ye Mo knew these mobsters could find things the government couldn’t.

Hearing Ye Mo’s words, they started chattering. No wonder Ye-Qianbei called them; his wife was on the plane.

After they quieted down, Ye Mo spoke further, “Of course, I’m not asking for free help. There will be rewards.”