"What Kunsha said makes sense, Master." Fulao nodded.

"How about sending some of our Tianhai Tang's brothers over to Kunsha to help out for a month? This way, it would be fair, and it would prevent rumors from spreading, saying that we, the White Snake, bully our own people."

Ye Qing, deep in thought after listening, asked Zhang Xiaolong, "What do you think, Xiaolong?"

Zhang Xiaolong was quite straightforward:

What's not possible? Just do it as Foulao said, but don't spread it around, saying that I'm bullying him, Kunsha.

With that, his gaze turned sharp as he glared at Kunsha, indicating that the two of them had harbored deep-seated grudges for a long time.

Sitting beside Ye Qing, Jiumei could see through everything. On that day at the White Snake residence, she thought Ye Qing's desire to replace Kunsha was just a momentary angry remark. She didn't expect Ye Qing to actually take action.

The seven officials in charge of different branches may appear to cooperate with each other on the surface, but in reality, they are constantly checking and restraining each other.

Zhang Xiaolong is responsible for running goods and negotiating goods trade and real estate business at the Kuiming Hall.

Han Zhi is in charge of the Xiwantang Wharf.

Fulao's Diha Tang's mouth is closely connected to the police station, maintaining good interpersonal relationships.

Dongzi is in charge of overseeing the underground money-lending firm of Bai She, handling unidentified foreign currency and domestic and international remittances.

Jiang Ai manages all the nightclubs within the White Snake territory at Liu Tangkou.

Kunsha manages the casinos and hotels in the eastern region.

As for Ninth Sister, she occasionally runs errands, manages the business, and selects talents for various halls, overseeing the operations of the other six halls.

Now, Ye Qing intends to get rid of Kunsha. On the surface, he wants to provoke a fight between Kunsha and Zhang Xiao. In reality, it is just an excuse to use Zhang Xiao's abilities to eliminate Kunsha.

"Alright, since the two parties involved have no objections, then it's settled." Ye Qing nodded and glanced at the several elders presiding over the hall.

"Recently, the situation has become quite tense. Make sure all of you take care of your respective territories. After some time passes, I'll make a few more trips to take care of the senior officers at the police station."

"I understand," Fulo laughed with a squint and nodded.

"As long as they don't provoke the White Snake, they can ask for any amount. You can go directly to Dong Zi's place to collect the money." After pondering for a moment, Ye Qing turned to Zhang Xiaolong and asked,

"Did you manage to get in touch with Wei Chaoxi from Myanmar, who I asked you to contact before?"

Zhang Xiaolong shook his head while toying with the cigarette box, saying, "I have made hundreds of calls this month, but Boss Wei has not answered even once."

It seems that he really only cooperates with Ji Sichao? Ye Qing's eyes flickered, and her face showed a strong dissatisfaction.

"It should be." Zhang Xiaolong nodded.

I think this Wei boss is an idiot. He has such a big business, but he only cooperates with Ji Si Chao. Isn't he losing out big time?

Find him as soon as possible, even if it requires using intermediaries. Reliance solely on underground money lenders is simply not enough for the White Snake right now.

Ye Qing furrowed her brows and deep in thought:

"Wei Chaoxi specializes in pharmaceuticals and has established a pharmaceutical company in Myanmar West. Not only is the medicine they produce not available in Qize Port, but it is also scarce in several other continents. This presents an excellent opportunity for them to launder money. How can we allow Ji Sizhao to monopolize it?!"

"Yes, I will contact them as soon as possible," Zhang Xiaolong nodded.

Ye Qing was about to speak to the seven elders at the hall about the matters concerning Xingye Gang when the door of the conference room was kicked open.

A solemn and murderous aura swept through, accompanied by the scent of gunpowder.

"What kind of person?!" Han Zhi, who was beside Ye Qing, stood up and shouted loudly towards the door.

Ji SiZhao walked out from the darkness, dressed in a black suit. In his hand, he held a silver Browning pointed at Ye Qing, who was sitting in the main seat. Huang Zhensheng, who was caught by him, watched as Ye Qing shook his hand repeatedly.

"Master, they... They really weren't brought here by me... Today... Regarding the incident of the White Snake attending my MGM High meeting, I... I have never leaked any information to others..."

As he spoke, many members of the Yan Zhi Gang immediately surrounded the seven hall masters of the White Snake Gang outside the door.

Zhang Xiaolong looked at Huang Zhensheng, who seemed timid and cowered, and slammed the table as he loudly cursed:

"You fucking intentionally want to embarrass me in front of everyone, don't you? Damn it, today I will definitely beat the shit out of you."

Without quotation marks, the translation of the paragraph is as follows: He was about to reach for the gun at his waist as he spoke.

Huang Zhensheng turned pale with fear.

Ye Qing's voice was deep as he said, "Don't move, everyone."

His cold and piercing eyes were fixed tightly on Ji Sichao: "Ji Sichao, today is the day of our Bai She Sect's assembly. Are your disruptive actions here considered inappropriate?"

Ji Si Chao raised the corner of his lips and cast a deep gaze over the other members of the hall: "Today, I only want Ye Qing. If the rest of you know what's good for you, then you'll all just get lost."

There was absolutely no face left for Bai She. Jiuyue, who was sitting beside Ye Qing, couldn't take it anymore. She gritted her teeth and said, "Master Ji, we are all people from the same circle. There's no need to disrespect us like this. This is where we handle the affairs of the Bai She clan. Our hall master is not someone you can just take away with a simple order!"

Ji Si saw her exquisite and spirited appearance, and couldn't help but chuckle softly. "So you're Shao Yi, the one from Tong Miaotang? Not bad, you've got some guts." As he spoke, he paused and looked at Ye Qing.

"But when adults are talking, it's better for children not to interrupt," the person said.

Hearing him say so, Jiumei's face naturally couldn't hold up. Her face turned pale and her silver teeth almost crunched in her mouth.

"Amongst all of you, only Fukengpei and I have the qualifications to speak," said Ji Si Chao, as he kicked the chair next to him, shattering it. "The rest of you, keep quiet."

Everyone was startled by his wild and aggressive behavior. Ye Qing's phoenix-like eyes were fixed on the chair he had kicked into pieces, devoid of any emotion.

Upon hearing his words, Fulao quickly put on a smiley face and said,

"Uncle Ji, isn't this quite unfavorable? Even if you are not concerned about personal reputation, you should still consider the face of Bai She and Yan Zhi, don't you agree?"

Ji Si Chao listened and chuckled softly: "Face? When it comes to the merchandise of the White Snake Cataclysm, or the people involved in the Cataclysm, why does no one consider my face?"

As an experienced translator of Chinese web novels, I will provide you with the translation in American English:

He spoke as he slightly adjusted the gun's position, saying, "Today, I only want Ye Qing. This is the last time I'll say it. Whoever gets in my way will perish."

If these words were spoken by someone else, everyone present would surely not believe them. However, when they came out of Jisì's mouth, for a moment, the spacious conference room fell silent and no one dared to make a sound.

Yeqing's eyes flickered slightly, and then he stood up. A faint scent entered Ji Sichao's nose, leaving him temporarily dazed by the unusual pheromones. The depths of his dark eyes became even more profound.

The remaining seven managers of the halls watched as their respective hall masters walked up to Ji Si Chao, whispering softly in his ear:

"I'll go with you, don't trouble them."

Ji Si Chao's lips curled up satisfiedly as he released Huang Zhensheng. Just as he was about to put away his gun, sounds of fighting and gunshots echoed from the corridor.

"Uncle Ji, he's from Xingye."

A henchman with blood all over his face came running and yelled.

Ji Si Zhao frowned, loading the gun barrel as he issued his command:

Retreat, those who protect the White Snake.

He didn't bring many people with him today, and it was impossible to confront the other side head-on. After saying this, he grabbed Ye Qing's hand and said, "Let's go, withdraw through the safe passage."

Ye Qing looked at him in surprise, and the seven managers of the Bai Snake Hall were also slightly astonished. Ji Siyao glanced at them and saw that they were still standing in place without moving. He shouted, "Why aren't you leaving?!"

The first one to react was Jiumei. She pulled out the gun from her waist and shouted at the other brothers, "Quick, protect the leader and let him escape."

Han Zhi and Zhang Xiaolong immediately reacted and rushed out of the meeting room. The ear-piercing sound of gunfire immediately rang out.

Ji Si witnessed this scene and quickly grabbed Ye Qing, leading her out of the conference room.

Several lackeys surrounded them. Ji Si Chao led Ye Qing into a safe passage. The Xingye gang members, carrying machetes, chased after them. The lackeys quickly opened fire, protecting Ji Si Chao and Ye Qing as they made their escape.

Ye Qing followed behind Ji Si Zhao, in the dimly lit secure passage. The only sounds were hurried footsteps and the slightly urgent gasps of the man. Ji Si Zhao held a gun and efficiently dealt with the person running up the stairs.

Ye Qing calmly scanned his surroundings with his eyes, watching as more and more people from Xingye gathered. He took Ji SiChao's hand and walked towards the side corridor.

"Over here, there is an elevator that leads directly to the underground parking lot."

Ji Sichao did not hesitate for a moment. He followed closely beside him, about to enter the elevator together. Suddenly, a thug from the Xingye gang approached with a machete in hand. Ji Sichao's breath caught, and he shielded Ye Qing behind him.

The shining long blade directly chopped onto Ji Sichao's right arm.

Ji Si Zhao felt a sudden pain in his entire arm. With great effort, he picked up the gun and took care of that gang member, then stumbled into the elevator.

"How are you?" Ye Qing asked with a trembling voice, seeing blood all over the ground.

Ji Si Chao covered the wound on his right arm and took a deep breath, saying, "Take the elevator."

Ye Qing's face turned pale, and suddenly her body trembled deep within. Her legs shook because of the scent of Alpha blood and pheromones beside her.