With the support of Zhang Xiaolong, it took just a few short years to transform this Mei Gao Seafood House into a distinctive establishment in Kuimingtang. Zhang Xiaolong's keen interest in Mei Gao Seafood House was also fueled by his affection for Ye Qing.

The hall meeting started on that day at 6 o'clock in the morning.

A line of black Bentleys and Cayennes slowly drove into Bayinshan, neatly parking in the courtyard of the White Snake Hall. All seven hall masters were waiting beside their respective cars.

In the dimly lit hall of the mansion, the lights gradually illuminated. As the door swung open, the first person to step out was Butler Li. He nodded at the seven people awaiting their instructions, and then gestured for the two bodyguards to open the door.

Ye Qing walked out slowly.

He was still dressed in a black Tang suit, with white snake patterns embroidered on the suit. Paired with the jade buckle, it looked solemn and splendid. His expressionless face exuded a subtle yet extremely chilling pheromone scent. The coldness in his eyes, along with the scarred skin from past burns, gave him a somewhat sinister appearance.

"The whole group is here?" Seven representatives of the Tang Clan asked when they heard Ye Qing's question.

"The brothers have been waiting for a while." The eldest of the group, Fuk Lo, spoke first.

Ye Qing nodded lightly:

"Let's go then." His icy gaze swept briefly over Kunsha, who had been bowing his head all along, before he got into the car.

As more than a dozen cars slowly drove out of the Yaeyama Islands, the sky had already brightened.

Arriving at Megao Seafood Restaurant, Huang Zhensheng had been braving the cold wind and waiting for almost two hours. Seeing more than a dozen cars driving towards this direction, Huang Zhensheng immediately perked up and tidied his clothes in preparation for the reception.

The first to get off the car were seven negotiators, followed by Ye Qing, who got out of the car under the protection of the bodyguards. She casually glanced at the towering building in front of her that spanned over fifty floors.

"Ye Ge, this is what I mentioned to you before. It's the most famous seafood restaurant at the entrance of Kuiming Hall."

Zhang Xiaolong introduced while pulling Huang Zhensheng:

"This is Mr. Huang,"

Ye Tangzhu, hello... Ye Tangzhu, hello." Huang Zhensheng quickly reached out his hand.

Ye Qing glanced at him and replied, "Hello." However, she did not extend her hand and walked into the restaurant with the remaining gang members.

Huang Zhensheng stood awkwardly in place, unsure of whether to advance or retreat. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaolong waved his hand and said, "Master Ye is a bit germophobic, not used to shaking hands with others."

"Oh oh oh..."

Huang Zhensheng felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He had thought he unknowingly offended someone, but upon hearing Zhang Xiaolong's words, his anxious heart finally let go.

Ye Qing entered the lobby of the Meigao Seafood Restaurant with the support of the bodyguards. Huang Zhensheng followed behind him, bowing and introducing:

"Our building has a total of fifty-eight floors. Bodyguards have been arranged on each floor, and the conference room is located on the eighth floor. Please follow me."

He instructed the Omega waiter to open the door of the dedicated elevator.

Ye Qing took a casual glance at the Omega waiter before entering the elevator with a few bodyguards. The other seven hall managers took the other elevator to go upstairs.

In a place like Qize Port where the mix of people is chaotic, let alone the entire country, there are very few places for Omegas to take refuge. Although they carry the heavy burden of reproduction, those who come from humble backgrounds either end up being sold or work as servants.

Only Alpha is recognized by the entire society.

With these thoughts in mind, Ye Qing lowered her gaze and carefully examined the surroundings of the seafood restaurant.

Indeed, Huang Zhensheng had put a lot of effort into it. Not only did he arrange bodyguards on each floor, but there were also two bodyguards posted in front of the meeting room.

The waiter pushed open the grand and imposing door of the conference room, making a respectful gesture of invitation. The seven stewards of the Tang Sect waited for Ye Qing to take his seat at the top before they each sat down one by one.

Jiu Mei, the one most favored by Ye Qing, naturally sat next to Ye Qing. Across from her was Han Zhi, who always spoke directly and had a strong sense of loyalty and righteousness.

Han Zhi was sitting next to a middle-aged man, the oldest steward of the Bai She Tang. His name was Fu Lao. He held a cane in his hand, with a few strands of gray hair by his temples. His eyes were narrowed into a smile, complementing his slightly pudgy figure, resembling a chubby Maitreya Buddha.

Zhang Xiaolong, the person facing Fu Lao, saw him looking relaxed and made a joke, saying, "Fu Lao, you seem to be getting younger and younger these days."

Fulao laughed heartily upon hearing this and said, "I may be getting older, but my heart remains young."

Jiang Ai, at the entrance of Douliutang, did not participate in the laughter and conversation of everyone. Instead, she silently poured tea for Ye Qing.

Dong Zi and Fu Lao talked so animatedly that they drank up all the tea poured by Jiang Ai, leaving their mouths dry.

The most unpopular person present was undoubtedly Kunsha, sitting there with a grimy face. He had his head hanging down, smoking in frustration.

Ye Qing lowered her head and took a sip of the tea brewed by Jiang Ai. She nodded in approval and praised,

Ah Jiang's tea is getting better and better.

Zhang Xiaolong listened and then winked at Jiang Ai: "He is not seducing women now, but focusing on making tea."

The rest of the people burst into laughter. Jiang Ai glared at Zhang Xiaolong with a look of resentment, as if saying, "You, boy, just wait and see." Ye Qing also faintly curved her lips, a trace of a smile playing on them.

"Alright." He waved his hand, and immediately everyone grew silent.

Today I gathered everyone here just to discuss the recent situation in a few halls."

Ye Qing's gaze shifted to Kunsha's body.

"Our White Snake has seven halls. In the past six months, Xionglong's territory has been the most stable, with the highest profits from several establishments. The number of new brothers joining is also several times more than the other halls..." He paused and continued, "..."

"I only speak of the best and the worst. Others should have an idea in their hearts. The Qinglong Hall of Kunsha is declining year by year. Kunsha, do you have anything to say?"

Kunsha extinguished the cigarette, glanced at Zhang Xiaolong, and then looked at Ye Qing.

"Master, your words are unfair. Zhang Xiaolong originally had more subordinates, so of course, we few are no match for him."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaolong angrily slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Kunsha. He said, "You fucking always stir up trouble everywhere, never properly managing the territory under your control. Your subordinates have all defected to someone else. Who else can you blame?!"

In an instant, a domineering pheromone emanated from Alpha.

Kunsha saw Zhang Xiaolong looking self-righteous and unyielding. He couldn't help but recall that a few months ago, several brothers had followed Zhang Xiaolong's lead. Anger surged within him as he retorted, "You dare to mention that shit?!"

"Shut up." The swirling Alpha aura in the air made Ye Qing's head spin. She coldly uttered two words, and then continued in a frigid tone:

"You two, either sit down or get out."

Upon hearing this, both Zhang Xiaolong and Kunsha's faces turned pale, and they immediately sat down.

"I'm sorry, Master, I got a little too excited."

Zhang Xiaolong quickly suppressed his passionate pheromones, which were as intense as strong liquor. Although he usually enjoyed fighting alone and had a domineering style, he deeply respected Ye Qing. Seeing Ye Qing's cold expression, he immediately apologized.

This is what sets him apart from Kunsha - being practical, understanding the overall situation. Therefore, even though he enjoys fighting alone, he doesn't annoy people.

Ye Qing's face relaxed slightly.

"You two don't need to fight. Kunsha, I'll give you a chance. If the profit from your business this month exceeds Xiao Long's, I'll allocate an additional territory to you. But if you can't surpass him, you won't need to hold the position of overseeing Qinglong Hall anymore."

"I refuse," Kunsha said stubbornly, with his neck held high.

"Zhang Xiaolong has many subordinates, and naturally, there are many who would sacrifice their lives for him. Comparing it like this is unfair."