With police cars quickly closing in, Black Eagle panicked. "Third Master Ye, cops incoming. Pull back."

It was too late for them to pull out!

Louis smiled with some pride and viciousness. 'Third Young Master Ye, how are you going to extricate yourself? With five full tons of munitions on those ships, are you able to get those boats to disappear without a trace?'

As though he saw Third Young Master Ye asking for mercy, a hint of victory appeared in Louis's gaze.

As the sounds of the sirens grew louder, Third Young Master Ye could not help but coldly smile, his deep gaze not a single bit panicky. "If you think that I cannot get myself out of this, you are very, very, wrong."

"Blow the ships!" He turned back and suddenly shouted.

Immediately after his roar, the cargo ships moved out another two hundred meters before a loud 'thud' arose from the three cargo ships. A huge mushroom cloud immediately rose from the surface of the sea. As the explosion detonated the munitions onboard, a series of explosions followed and lit the night sky up.

It was so beautiful, attention-grabbing, yet… vicious.

Like a clap of thunder on the surface of the water, the three ships disappeared without a trace. The sporadic fires on the surface of the ocean were quickly extinguished.

As the sea breeze blew, the thick nauseous smell of cordite permeated the air.

Under the ink-dark night, tension flared with the destruction of three cargo ships at Pier 97. With members of the Dragon Gate cleanly pulling out, only Long Fei, tens of killers, and Black Eagle with five others at the vantage point remained.

As the sirens sharply closed in, the sea breeze continued to blow.

The sea breeze picked up wave after wave of cordite. Third Young Master Ye's off-white suit fluttered in the win, forming a stark contrast against Louis's worldview.

A shred of disbelief flashed through Louis' emerald gaze. It was as though he did not expect that to happen.

"Even if you have detonated everything, there are still remains." Louis smiled, thinking that Third Young Master Ye had done something foolish. At the same time, sirens rang out as ten-over vessels raced toward them.

It took little to know that had Third Young Master Ye forced the ships to sail, they would be intercepted and caught in the act.

"Debris, huh? Go into the water and find them. It's the latest demolition system that wipes away all evidence. Even if the demolition charges are reconstructed, they are a boatload's difference from the demolition charges that you know. As for debris, even if there were debris found, could they be linked to me?" Third Young Master Ye coldly laughed. As he finished speaking, tens of police cars rushed in and stopped at the pier.

"Hi, Chief Superintendent Lin, still on a case this late?" A tall and serious man who was in his thirties walked over, his fitting uniform emphasizing his unparalleled dignity.

There was a fear-inspiring justice in his eyes.

Not too far away, hundreds of armed policemen surrounded the pier, waiting to shoot up anybody at the slightest provocation.

"Yes, I just received a tip-off that there would be an arms deal at the port tonight. What brings Third Master Ye here?" Lin Feng spoke as sternly as the men accompanying him, his black gaze showing a hint of danger.

With a wave of his hand, men went into the water to gather evidence as others searched every nook and cranny of Pier 97 in a bid to dig out evidence of the crime.

As the sea breeze blew, the smell of cordite spread.

He looked at the cloud of smoke with immense interest and coldly harrumphed. Anybody could tell that somebody had destroyed evidence and put an end to everything.

Third Young Master Ye smiled elegantly as he stuck his hands on his jacket. With an arrogance to boot, it complemented his elegance along with a few hints of wildness.

"The moon is looking really good tonight, so I'm out to see the moon and enjoy the sea breeze. As I was about to hit the water, something happened. Thankfully, I did not step out. If not, I would have been implicated in the explosion and easily died."

Long Fei was extremely aghast. There was no moon but a strong sea breeze and unpredictable weather that made going out to sea unsuitable. Kudos to Third Young Master Ye for spinning such a blatant lie without flinching.

Nobody could care less about whether that was the truth or not. The people who really mattered could not be bothered about the authenticity of what one said.

Lin Feng was clearly aware of that.

As Lin Feng's gaze swept past Louis, his gaze stopped on Long Fei. "Isn't this the master of the Dragon Gate in City A? Is he out here to bring people out to watch the moon on the sea?"

There was no irony or mockery in his voice as all that remained were the elites of City A's Dragon Gate branch. They were people of substantial ability who did not flinch at such mockery. It seemed as though Lin Feng's words were not directed at them.

"Chief Superintendent Lin, what are you talking about? A good man in the Dragon Gate accidentally walloped Fourth Master's man and ran. The news I received was that he escaped to the port, so I led my brothers here to personally bring him back to be dealt with by the fourth master." Long Fei, who was able to lie through his teeth without giving anything away, was clearly no slouch in that department.

Lin Feng coldly harrumphed. Louis secretly thought to himself, 'The master's character gives rise to the character of the subordinates… These actors…'

"Chief Superintendent Lin, what kind of case are you on that warrants so many men on the scene?" Third Young Master Ye gently smiled as he saw two military helicopters hover above the sea. This time, Lin Feng clearly spared no expense.

To be surrounded from land, sea, and air… was a shame. To prevent the arms deal from going south, Third Young Master Ye held back his face and asked his darling son for the latest demolition systems. As of now, only the First Terrorist Organization had such a system that destroyed evidence and left no trace. Moreover, as his darling son had developed the system, it made no sense for him not to use it.

To think that it had its use.

"It's top secret!" Lin Feng coldly replied.

Third Young Master Ye coldly smiled and still moved elegantly. "Since Chief Superintendent Lin is on a huge case, why don't you ask the godfather of the Mafia why he appeared too? Something seems to be amiss."

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows whilst a glint of frustration flashed past Louis' gaze. Before Chief Superintendent Lin could finish speaking, Third Young Master Ye coldly laughed. "Seems like Chief Superintendent Lin's snitch is Louis. This is interesting… When did it become a dog-eat-dog world? Wait, no… This is Mister Louis' ploy—mobilizing the cops to take out an opponent, but said opponent has numerous tricks up their sleeves. How interesting. How interesting, indeed."

This loaded comment pissed the daylights out of Lin Feng and Louis. When it comes to how barbed one's words could get, nobody could claim to top Third Young Master Ye. Even Long Fei felt that Third Young Master Ye had a really barbed tongue.

Lin Feng loudly harrumphed and a police officer came up to record statements from Louis and Third Young Master Ye.

At the pier, the sirens still blared sharply.

Although any person with a keen sense could tell that something was amiss, what could they do about it? There was no evidence to nail Third Young Master Ye with. Unless one was caught in the act, there was no substantial proof to nail anybody to an arms deal.

When Third Young Master Ye claimed that he was planning to head out to sea to watch the moon, one could clearly tell that he was lying as his personal yacht was still parked along the pier. However, one could not prosecute him. When one heads out to watch the moon and encounters such a mishap, nobody simply associates said person with an arms deal.

It was akin to claiming that the witness to a murder was the murderer, no?

Two police officers came over and one of them whispered into Lin Feng's ear and Lin Feng looked even worse. Third Young Master Ye coldly laughed. They could dream about getting leverage on him.

As he thought about this, he had to thank his darling child, for it was wonderful to have an all-capable child.

He could guess that the two officers came to tell Lin Feng they were unable to secure any evidence. Looking at how the poker-faced Chief Superintendent Lin became malicious and insidious, he felt much better and much happier.

As Lin Feng pointed in a direction and commanded his subordinates to gather evidence, Louis coldly smiled. "What a good move. It seems like Third Young Master Ye also knows what the terrorists usually do. How amazing."

"The latest demolition systems have been in the black market for quite a while. You are sure uninformed enough, but who could you blame for that?" Third Young Master Ye coldly smiled. It seemed that Mo Jue did not tell him about his son. Since Louis was more likely to be uncertain about Ye Wei and Eleven's relationship with the terrorists, that alone would save him some trouble.

For somebody as insidious as a snake, he did not like the idea that he knew about the young kid. That knowledge would be detrimental, whether in the short or long term.

"While you may come out top for now, but it doesn't mean that you have the last laugh." Louis coldly laughed.

Third Young Master Ye responded to his snigger. "I still come out top, but what about you? Out of tricks, huh? What else can you pull off? Because you have had your way in the past does not mean the same in time to come. Louis, stop thinking of going against the First Terrorists without a North American power base. If you force me to work with them, it will be the end of your Mafia."

With Louis, he had tricks aplenty. He, however, wanted to settle the score item by item.

"I did not expect the little crybaby who was asking to be spared to finally grow up—with claws and charm, at that. When I look at you, why do I recall the you in the Ye family? I sure miss those days." Louis's laughter had a cryptic twistedness to it.

As he suddenly clenched his fist under his coat, Third Young Master Ye's darkest memories were jabbed and he almost went mad. When Cheng Anya's face appeared in his mind, Third Young Master Ye felt a sudden warmth in his heart.

His dear Anya reminded him of sunlight penetrating the shadows, filling the place with brightness.

His dear Anya once said, "Ache, and ache, and you will get used to it. What is there to be afraid of? If you can't endure this pain, you are not a man."

As though Third Young Master Ye's darkest spot in his heart gained courage, he coldly smiled. "Louis, you are indeed out of tricks. I am tired of the mind games that you even have to pull off. Save your effort."

Louis was slightly taken aback. How could Third Young Master Ye, without Cheng Anya, so bravely face up to that terrible past? Impressive. It seems that that incident did not hurt him anymore. Although it was a little surprising, things were…

He would later taste fear.

Oh, Third Young Master Ye, don't flaunt your superiority if you have a weakness. If you lose, you will pay an extremely steep price. For Louis, it was himself. For Third Young Master Ye, it was his family on the line. What they were able to wager greatly differed.

It also meant that the ending could turn out very differently.

As Long Fei watched quietly from the side, Lin Feng came around and coldly said, "You people are sure hedonists to go out to sea to watch the moon. I shan't hold you up then."

He sounded exceptionally cold and a little indignant.

What would have been a perfect opportunity to nail Third Young Master Ye was lost. As fighting crime was his responsibility, whomever he was up against did not matter.

"Chief Superintendent Lin, sorry to see you return without anything. Please vet what your snitches say in the future, lest you run a fools' errand." Third Young Master Ye smiled gently.

This open provocation from the underworld to the cops sent Lin Feng into a cold harrumph. "Third Master Ye, please do not assume that you will always get away scot-free. I will get you someday."

"You've got this Mafia dude on your turf that you are not arresting? What's in this good citizen of me that you are out to arrest?" Third Young Master Ye did not seem to mind.

"You know best!" Lin Feng coldly smiled.

"I am sure dumb!"

Lin Feng walked away angrily as Third Young Master Ye coldly smiled. As officials were adept at raising bandits, the battle between good and evil would not end that quickly. Would good, or bad, prevail?

Once Lin Feng left, all the police went off without a trace. Louis' phone rang, and he picked it up only to raise his eyebrows and acknowledge the call. He said that he would be immediately on the way and hung up.

Louis coldly smiled and waved the cell phone in his hand. "Third Young Master Ye, it seems like things will surely heat up by the time we next meet. I look forward to our next meeting."

As he said that, he left after the police officers.

"Humph!" Third Young Master Ye coldly harrumphed. "Third Young Master Ye, do you want Black Eagle to waste him?"

"Not yet. If he dies in City A, a massive battle between the Dragon Gate and the Mafia will ensue. There is no need for such a needless sacrifice. After all, my beef with him is private, so keep our brothers out of this," Third Young Master Ye coldly replied as he deeply looked at the smoke that gradually dissipated.

"What are you going to do about this loss? It's five tons of munitions down the drain. All that effort and cost…"

"Bruce will compensate. If he doesn't, I will waste his home plate." It was Bruce who stood him up this time, whether ambushed or not. As long as Bruce was still alive, he would have to compensate for these losses.

Bruce was one who would admit his mistake.

"Could you tie up all loose ends? I'll make my way home first," Third Young Master Ye said as he drove away from the port and raced home. Based on what he understood from Louis, the latter was leaving City A tonight. Was he disavowing MBS International then?

Did he also give up on Ye Zhenhua?

"Humph!"

Ye Zhenhua, this is your 'good son' who forsakes you when crisis looms.

When he returned home, Third Young Master Ye realized that something was amiss. The flower pots by the window had fallen and were smashed. Those were Cheng Anya's favorite bonsai…

His heart knotted. Ye Wei had recovered and Eleven was present…

In a panic, he kicked open the door. With the lights in the living room open, there was no chaos save the broken vase.

The study rooms were empty.

The entire home was quiet.

Third Young Master Ye almost broke the walls of the house and closed his eyes in anger. When he reopened his eyes, his murderous intent was in full swing!

He had fallen for the trap!

Luring the tiger out of the mountains… What a simple ploy.

Damn you, Louis!

At the same time, at a hangar somewhere in City A, Louis alighted from the car and boarded the plane. When he saw the woman deep asleep on the couch, his lips curled into a smile. "Has the medicine taken effect?"

"Yes, it has."

"Perfect. Let's take off!"

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