Yang Yan turned his head and said to Zhou Hanyun:

"You better not go in. I'm afraid you can't handle the situation inside; it might be quite gruesome. So to prevent you from having nightmares, just wait for me here!"

Although Yang Yan's words were vague, combined with what the guard said earlier, Zhou Hanyun immediately thought of something and quickly nodded in agreement.

"Long…"

"Long…"

"Long…"

As the two walked inside, the people around, seeing the man called Long, rushed to call him "Long," showing immense respect.

Apparently, the man named Long must have an unusual status in Hongmen.

Estimably, he's likely playing a Double Flower Red Stick type of role.

"Mr. Yan said you can take anything you want, as long as you like it."

Long said coldly.

"Haha! That's quite generous!"

Yang Yan chuckled softly, then his face grew serious:

"I definitely want to take my stuff with me. As for other things, I'm not interested."

"Also, when you go back, remember to relay a message for me. No matter what he wants me to do, I won't help him."

"There's not much friendship between Hongmen and me, so he shouldn't think he can win me over and get my help."

Long clearly had better composure than his brother Hu, still with that cold expression:

"Got it. I'll relay the message when I get back."

Upon entering the room, this appeared to be the chamber that Mr. Yan mentioned earlier.

Seeing the bloodied surroundings, Yang Yan's brow furrowed.

The situation here seems more serious than previously imagined.

"Have you called the police?"

Yang Yan asked solemnly after scanning the area.

"We'd rather avoid such disgrace."

Long said calmly:

"A Hongmen Hall Master has died; if we call the police, we might as well stop operating in the United States."

Yang Yan smiled faintly, saying:

"I don't know what you're thinking, but considering we're all Chinese, I suggest you do report it and send someone to follow the procedure."

"Because, in the coming days, this kind of thing might happen again. Don't take it lightly."

Long's expression finally changed as he frowned and asked:

"Are you suggesting that the person who killed Master Wei might target others among us?"

"Not might target; it's likely two have already been killed. Better check around more carefully!"

Yang Yan advised.

After hearing Yang Yan's words, Long could no longer resist and began surveying the surroundings carefully.

As he looked longer, he could no longer maintain his cold demeanor.

"This is… the character four? What does that guy mean?"

Long said, surprised.

"The literal meaning!"

Yang Yan exaggeratedly rolled his eyes, looking at Long as if at a fool, jestingly saying:

"Either it means he's the fourth dead, or he's planning to kill four more people!"

"Either way, the person doesn't seem intent on stopping."

Yang Yan spoke while heading towards a location resonating with his presence.

His Emperor's Blood Jade should be there.

"Mr. Yang, who do you say did this here? How could someone do this to a person?"

Long walked to Yang Yan's side, sincerely asking.

"I don't know!"

Yang Yan shook his head lightly:

"There are plenty of psychos in the world capable of such things. But this guy is somewhat unique."

"Tearing someone into pieces, then arranging the flesh on the ground into a character! This guy has quite the patience!"

"Please keep this matter confidential. Hongmen will handle it ourselves."

Long thought for a moment before saying.

"I've said before, I have no interest in Hongmen's affairs. Whether now or in the future, I don't want any entanglement with Hongmen."

Upon hearing Long's remark, Yang Yan waved his hand dismissively, like shooing flies, impatiently.

He had made his position clear earlier, yet Long seemed not to understand?

Yang Yan shook his head, approaching a wall.

The aura he left behind seemed to emanate from here.

Bang!

With a dull thud, Yang Yan punched open the wall.

Then, Long heard Yang Yan's angry roar:

"Damn it! Who's the bastard that did this? Transplanting Flowers and Wood? Daring to touch my jade? Tired of living!"

At that moment, what laid before Yang Yan wasn't the Emperor's Blood Jade but a piece of black brick.

Upon hearing his roar, Long approached Yang Yan with confusion.

Only to see Yang Yan had broken the wall, revealing a secret compartment.

Lying quietly in that compartment was a very ordinary brick.

"Interesting, really interesting! Having detected my aura, yet daring to touch my stuff, this guy has some guts!"

After a brief outburst, Yang Yan quickly regained his calm.

"Mr. Yang, this is…"

Long asked, frowning in puzzlement.

"Forget what I said before. Don't call the police regarding this issue! Additionally…"

Yang Yan hesitated before continuing:

"Tell your Mr. Yan that I'll help him deal with this psycho. In exchange, Hongmen helps me track the jade."

Hearing this, Long was also taken aback.

This change is a bit too rapid, isn't it?

"Alright, there's nothing more to investigate here, you should go back and relay my words to your Dragon Head!"

Yang Yan said, turning away without a second glance.

Long was left in the dust, still unprocessed about what actually happened as Yang Yan's silhouette disappeared.

"How's it? Did you retrieve the jade?"

Seeing Yang Yan walk out with a sulky face, Zhou Hanyun had a bad premonition.

She had never seen Yang Yan with this expression before.

Now he looked like a child whose beloved toy had been snatched, sulking there.

"Don't mention it! Somehow, some bastard took my stone. And it was after sensing my presence."

"Hope I don't catch that guy; otherwise, I'd definitely break his third leg."

Yang Yan said, frustrated.

"You, still behaving like a child! Yes, the jade is important, but now it's been taken; what can you do?"

"It's done now, no point sulking here. You'll only hurt your health unnecessarily."

Zhou Hanyun patiently attempted to console Yang Yan, hoping he would feel better.

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