Nightmare Apostle

Seeing this, Yang Xiao waved his hand, signaling him not to be nervous, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A few seconds later, a tall figure appeared behind Zhao Jingde.

Zhao Jingde couldn’t help but widen his eyes, not daring to even turn his head. The terrifying pressure emitted by this person made his heart tremble with fear.

He could clearly sense that this was also a powerful expert at the half-step Nether Realm, and among them, he was considered a master, whose strength was probably on par with that of Wu Qingcang.

"Younger Brother Yang, Younger Brother Yang, listen to my explanation..." At this moment, Zhao Jingde was utterly frightened, his face ashen, his lips trembling as he tried to establish rapport with Yang Xiao.

But the next second, with another snap of Yang Xiao’s fingers, the terrifying pressure behind him slowly disappeared.

It wasn’t until this moment that Zhao Jingde could finally take big gulps of air. In just a dozen seconds, his clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat, and he gasped like a fish on the verge of death.

"Brother Zhao, I don’t blame you for not trusting me. You were concerned that I, Yang Xiao, wouldn’t keep my promise and would take away the secrets in this briefcase to continue threatening you to work for me."

"So you hired Death Contract Killers from the Chamber of Commerce at a high price, which is your insurance policy."

"If I broke the agreement and seized the secrets controlled by the Han Family, these three people would come into play, wiping out me and the Han Family’s core members, including the Han Family patriarch, and then staging the scene as a false confrontation between both parties."

"Similarly, if I keep my promise and hand over the secrets held by the Han Family, these killers will not appear, and there will be no unpleasantness between us. We’ll still be good brothers, right?" Yang Xiao, with his hands behind his back, fully displayed his demeanour as a significant figure.

Zhao Jingde remained silent; by now, he no longer dared to underestimate this young man before him. This person’s scheming, background, and strength far exceeded his expectations.

He began to believe some of the rumors in the martial arts world: Yang Xiao was not originally from a humble background but was an illegitimate son of a major figure.

Due to his status, he was hidden away from childhood in Rongcheng. That major figure had deep private connections with Nalan Shuo of the Lin’an Patrol Office and secretly entrusted Nalan Shuo to take care of him.

Now it seemed that the major figure was most likely Chief Commissioner Gu.

He was the illegitimate son of Chief Commissioner Gu, although, based on age calculations, it was more likely that he was a grandchild.

"Brother Zhao, my friend made a move today not for any other reason, but to show you that I, Yang Xiao, am a man of my word. No matter how the situation unfolds, I uphold my end of the bargain."

"My cooperation with you is sincere, and I hope such unpleasant events like today do not occur again in the future. Otherwise, our cooperation will be void."

Zhao Jingde, having been frightened once, instantly had his aura deflated considerably, and he didn’t dare to breathe at all under Yang Xiao’s consistent pressure, only nodding without stop.

He knew if Yang Xiao wanted to kill him, he wouldn’t even have the chance to call for help. The fact that his opponent didn’t make a move was already fulfilling a promise.

"Brother Zhao, don’t be so tense. You’ve done me such a big favor; we’re good brothers. Tomorrow night, I’ll be the host at the Purple Mountain Hotel and invite you for a drink."

After saying what needed to be said, Yang Xiao changed his expression, smiling and patting Zhao Jingde’s arm, instantly lightening the atmosphere.

Seeing the chance to ease the tension, Zhao Jingde immediately agreed wholeheartedly and said emotionally, "No, no, it was my fault today. Tomorrow, I’ll be the host, and I’ll invite you for a drink as an apology, Younger Brother Yang!"

"It was I who judged you with the heart of a petty man, when you’re actually a true gentleman. I yield; Rongcheng’s Yang Xiao – the reputation is truly deserved!"

"Alright, Brother Zhao, go get some good rest. See you tomorrow." Yang Xiao turned back, got in the car, honked the horn, and drove away with a step on the gas.

It took Zhao Jingde a full minute to recover from standing in place, then he picked up the briefcase and shuffled step by step to the edge of the car. To tell the truth, his legs felt a bit weak.

Back in the car, the driver in the front row immediately turned around, urging him, "Director, why didn’t you give me the signal? There was such an opportunity just now! Those three are just waiting not far ahead!"

Just recovering from the fear, Zhao Jingde raised his hand and slapped the driver who had stuck his head out. With a loud "slap," he left the driver stunned, covering his face, unable to recover for a long time.

"To hell with it! No more fighting. I give up."

After Zhao Jingde let out the lingering fear from his heart, he collapsed into the backrest, as if drained of all energy and spirit. His vision turned towards the darkness ahead, murmuring quietly to himself, "Good one, Rongcheng Yang Xiao, Hong Anguo couldn’t beat him; Jiangbei’s future... it’s his."

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