Huang Xiaolong looked at the rows of Huang Zhouping’s subordinates that pleaded for pardon without any respect, and a cold sneer curved up at the corner of his mouth. He left them kneeling as his attention shifted to Huang Zhouping. He spoke in a tepid tone, “May I ask Senior Brother Huang Zhouping’s purpose behind seeking an audience today?”

Huang Xiaolong deliberately used the words ‘seeking an audience’ to describe Huang Zhouping’s visit.

Huang Zhouping’s brows wrinkled at the term, but it was quickly concealed by an amiable smile, “Junior Brother Huang Xiaolong is joking. You and I are both Holy Gate’s Holy Princes. I’m here for a casual visit, to sit for a while and talk about things in common. Must I have a purpose in order to come here?”

“There’s nothing in common to talk about between me and Senior Brother Huang. Since there is nothing else, please return.” Huang Xiaolong ended the conversation brusquely,...