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Huang Ban Cheng was furious, yet there was nothing he could do about it.

The power dynamics in the capital had long since been reshuffled. If it weren\'t for Xiangyun Restaurant maintaining its independent stance and wise self-preservation, it might well have been shut down by now.

"Boss Huang, with the Tong Family on the rise and Chen Yu being the only designated heir appoint by the old Tong patriarch, he\'s practically unrivaled. Perhaps we should lay low for the time being?"

"Lay low my ass!" Huang Ban Cheng gritted his teeth in anger: "The guy has the audacity to create a ruckus right at our doorstep, and you tell me to lay low? If word gets out, they will think the Huangs are afraid of them!"

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The manager of the lobby was startled, hastily retreating a few steps, and didn\'t dare say another word.

After venting for a while, Huang Ban Cheng calmed down and leaned against the railing at the staircase entrance, gasping for air with big breaths.

His body was already obese, and the rush of anger had only exacerbated his condition, causing his mind to reel and nearly passing out.

Just then, a man with a somewhat sinister appearance suddenly approached.

"Boss Huang, my young master invites you to have a chat over there!"

Huang Ban Cheng was taken aback and examined the man closely, feeling somewhat apprehensive.

The man looked exceedingly ferocious, and the hint of murderous intent in his eyes sent shivers down his spine.

Without a doubt, this man had blood on his hands.

"Who is your master?" Huang Ban Cheng was still angry, but he did not dare to be too insolent.

The man didn\'t care about that and went straight to grab Huang Ban Cheng\'s wrist, forcefully pulling him several steps back.

"Just come in and see for yourself."

Huang Ban Cheng didn\'t dare to resist and reluctantly followed the man to Private Room No. 5.

Sitting in the host position in the room was a man with a gloomy face.

Taking a closer look, Huang Ban Cheng suddenly froze on the spot.

"Zhao Hai, young master, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Hai downed the drink in his hand: "That\'s a weird thing to say, Boss Huang. This is a restaurant, it seems anyone can come in to eat, right? Or does Boss Huang not welcome me?"

Huang Ban Cheng\'s throat moved violently as he sat down awkwardly, chuckling beside Zhao Hai.

Besides Zhao Hai, the room was filled with over a dozen sullen-faced strong men, each with a bulge at their waist, clearly carrying weapons.

"That\'s not it. It\'s just that with the Zhao Family suffering such a calamity, I\'ve heard that all members of the Zhao household met their end. I just didn\'t expect that you, young master Zhao Hai, would still be alive."

Zhao Hai\'s face was filled with murderous intent: "I just got lucky. Who knew those bastards wanted my entire family dead!"

Huang Ban Cheng\'s breathing became rapid, and he quickly took out several promissory notes from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"This modest establishment of mine can\'t offer much, but here\'s fifty million. I hope young master Zhao Hai can further inquire elsewhere."

Zhao Hai\'s eyes were piercing, as he harshly slammed the cup on the table.

"What are you implying, Boss Huang? Do you think I\'m some kind of robber? Even in my direst straits, I, Zhao Hai, would never resort to such lowly acts."

Huang Ban Cheng hastily waved his hands: "You\'ve misunderstood, I just..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Hai suddenly stood up and handed him a glass of wine.

"Boss Huang, I saw what happened outside. You know how overbearing the Tong Family is. Their ultimate goal might be to take over Xiangyun Restaurant, and by that time, you could end up in the same boat as me."

Huang Ban Cheng\'s eyes bulged out; he instantly understood what Zhao Hai intended to do.

This guy had not left the imperial capital simply because he wanted to revive the Zhao Family, and to revive the current Zhao Family, he would need a substantial amount of capital.

Xiangyun Restaurant was relatively independent among the imperial capital\'s capitals, and its underlying assets were estimated to be worth over ten billion.

Zhao Hai\'s visit this time was likely aimed at dragging Xiangyun Restaurant down with him.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Huang Ban Cheng adjusted his breathing slightly; in his heart, he was clear that he couldn\'t mix himself up with Zhao Hai no matter what.

"My little restaurant is nothing in the eyes of a capital giant like the Tong Family. Besides, they are thriving in the restaurant industry in Suzhou City. Why would they want to oppose me?"

No sooner had he asked the question than Huang Ban Cheng regretted it; wasn\'t this giving Zhao Hai something to latch onto?

Indeed, Zhao Hai slammed the table fiercely.

"Their family\'s restaurant business is now growing untamed, especially with their prefabricated meal packs practically sweeping the globe. I refuse to believe that doesn\'t affect you in the slightest, Boss Huang."

Huang Ban Cheng felt somewhat troubled; he was well aware of the crux of the matter.

Yet, even so, as long as he did not openly confront the Tong Family, he could still hold a footing and barely survive.

But if he were to ally with Zhao Hai now, he feared he wouldn\'t have even remnants left later.

Just as he felt troubled, two waiters happened to enter the private room.

Huang Ban Cheng hurriedly stood up and placed a bottle of Romane-Conti on the table.

"It\'s an honor for Xiangyun Restaurant to have Young Master Zhao Hai visit us today. Please accept this bottle of wine on the house."

After setting down the bottle and offering a perfunctory comment, Huang Ban Cheng left the private room with the two waiters.

Murderous intent seethed in Zhao Hai\'s eyes, as if Huang Ban Cheng was already a dead man in his sight.

"Young Master, this fat Huang doesn\'t wish to cooperate. What should we do? Should we teach him a lesson?"

Zhao Hai shook his head, "There\'s no need to fall out with this fatso right now; our main target is still the Tong Family! We must reclaim the capital that belongs to our Zhao Family in the shortest amount of time; only then will we have a chance to turn things around."

The man beside him squinted slightly, "Young Master, what do you mean?"

Zhao Hai stood up and walked to the window, gazing distantly at Chen Yu and Tong Ya, who were setting up a stall at the street corner.

"Grab that wench!"

Several burly men beside him immediately caught on to Zhao Hai\'s intention, saying in unison, "Yes."

The hustle and bustle of the imperial capital was incomparable to Suzhou City; even at night, the place was still teeming with people.

It was said that this street would have customers until four or five in the morning.

Chen Yu, on his first day of setting up the stall, did not stay too long and left the area with Tong Ya and the pushcart around ten o\'clock at night.

[System Alert: Danger!]

The moment the system alert sounded, holographic images nearby appeared instantly in Chen Yu\'s mind.

He could clearly see that a dozen men armed with weapons were rapidly approaching, and among these people was Zhao Hai.

Chen Yu immediately held Tong Ya in his arms and then grabbed a handful of pebbles from the side, throwing them out.

Before the assailants could get any closer, they were struck on the shoulders by the flying stones.

Crackling sounds of bones breaking rang out one after another, and all the burly men fell almost at the same time.