Eight warhorses led the way, Zhao Wei Hu traveling north, leading seven broken vehicles onto the border bridge.

On both sides of Qika Mountain, hundreds of members of the Wharf Gang made way, not daring to return, let alone block them.

Xu Hu stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyes filled with resentment, his fists clenched, his heart bursting with frustration, but he didn't dare shout, urging the Wharf Gang to clash with the Chi Army.

This was outside the border line! The Chi Army, when wearing their uniforms, could be considered troops, but without them, they were the fiercest bandits!

The Wharf Gang could throw their weight around in the city, with their large numbers and influence, but in the Sinaloa region, they were ultimately just a ground force. To clash with the Chi Army, who made their living through warfare, would be suicidal.

If these guys got riled up, they wouldn't care about any district-level general associations or Wharf Gang branches. At the slightest disagreement, they would just set up a machine gun and spray bullets. Even if they killed dozens of you, no one could do anything about it.

After the eight horses crossed the border bridge, the adjutant on the second horse immediately reminded him, "Chief, are we still going forward? Once we cross the border, if the navy causes trouble, we'll be in trouble too."

Zhao Wei Hu held the reins and said, "Hehe, the garrison called me. The navy is only sending two trucks of people. It'll be difficult for them to hold me. But if I run, I'll make sure the four major ports of Dragon City won't have a single peaceful day!"

"That's true." The adjutant nodded in agreement.

...

Inside the border line.

The navy, marine police, and customs anti-smuggling personnel were gathered together, their faces looking very unpleasant.

The leading officer held a phone and whispered to his superiors, "The garrison found Zhao Wei Hu, and they sent him inside the line. The Wharf Gang said that there are at least a hundred armed pickup trucks of the Chi Army on Qika Mountain, but they haven't crossed the line, they're just on the hillside."

The leader on the phone bit his teeth and remained silent.

"What do we do? Should we transfer more troops from the port?"

"Would that even be in time? Moreover, what good would it do to move against the Chi Army?" The leader cursed, "Zhao Wei Hu has been working for an official army in Sinaloa recently, considered a semi-regular army. If you mess with him, it might even become a damn diplomatic incident."

The leading officer was speechless.

"...Damn the garrison for playing dirty! They said we'd handle our own disputes, but they found forces outside the district to intervene." The leader said disgustedly, "Withdraw. It's useless to block them there."

"Yes!"

...

Around 7:20 in the morning, Zhao Wei Hu and the others stood with their horses along the Dragon River, and in the distance, they could already see the cityscape of Dragon City.

Not far away, three trucks of the garrison drove towards them and stopped at the crossroads.

Zhao Wei Hu turned his head to look at Yu Mingyuan's car and shouted, "This is it. You guys can go."

"Thank you, Officer Zhao!" Yu Mingyuan shouted to Zhao Wei Hu.

"No need to thank me, just give me what you promised." Zhao Wei Hu replied with a smile.

"Definitely!" Yu Mingyuan replied, then turned to the driver and said, "Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the convoy started again, following behind the garrison trucks, heading straight for Dragon City.

Su Tian Bei sat in the car and couldn't help but look back at Zhao Wei Hu on horseback. "Daring to enter the line with just eight people, eight horses gazing at Dragon City, what a damn man, I'm getting hard just watching...!"

Kong Zheng Hui blocked his wound with gauze and replied in a low voice, "Then go to the outer district and follow him."

"...I really want to."

"Go my ass! Don't you want to live?" Su Zheng Cai frowned and scolded.

As soon as Su Tian Bei heard his father's scolding, he immediately decided to end his military career.

The car continued forward, and Lao Hei suddenly reacted, "Damn, you guys are entering the city. What am I doing following you? Turning myself in? Stop the car now!"

Hearing this, Su Tian Yu grabbed Lao Hei's wrist, "Don't go anywhere, come home and sit for a while."

"Don't give me this fancy stuff," Lao Hei said askew. "Otherwise, I'll pull the pin on this grenade."

"Let's exchange contact information," Su Tian Yu said directly, "Let's communicate more in the future."

"Communicate my ass with you!" Lao Hei said loudly. "I'll be a grandson if I ever take your job again! You only paid me for one trip, but I fired hundreds of rounds and almost lost my life."

"Stop the car!" Su Tian Bei shouted.

"Are you sure you'll be okay on your own?" Su Tian Yu asked.

"Without you, I can go wherever I want." Lao Hei jumped out of the car and decisively strode towards the roadside mountains and fields.

Su Tian Yu shouted, "Really not leaving any contact information?"

"Farewell!" Lao Hei waved his hand and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"In his team, he's the only one who's decent." Kong Zheng Hui commented.

"Yes." Su Tian Yu agreed.

...

Around eight o'clock in the morning, the garrison's trucks brought everyone to the city in Zhanan District. After seeing Yu Jinrong and others come out to greet them, they turned around and left.

Yu Jinrong personally got out of the car, walked to the side of the convoy, and said to Bai Dabiao, Su Zhengcai and others, "Now that everyone is in the city, everything is fine. Go back and settle down, we'll talk later."

Bai Dabiao was in a very low mood, only nodding to him, while Su Zhengcai raised his thumb and replied, "Impressive!"

"Let's go!" Yu Jinrong waved his hand.

After the convoy entered the city, they dispersed, each returning to their own home.

...

Yu Mingyuan got into his father's car, the bloodstains on his face not yet dry, and there were minor injuries on his neck and face.

Inside the car, Yu Jinrong didn't say a word, just crossed his hands and looked at the roadside.

"Dad, I've made things difficult for you, but... I don't regret it." Yu Mingyuan took the initiative to speak.

Yu Jinrong crossed his hands and said softly, "Do you know how much it'll cost us to have Zhao Wei Hu make this trip?"

Yu Mingyuan was silent.

"The garrison will have to deliver the promised arms to the Chi Army tonight." Yu Jinrong said in a low voice, "We owe them a lot of favors."

Yu Mingyuan still didn't respond.

"Mingyuan, you have to be worldly wise when you’re operating within Jianghu, and you can be impulsive at times when doing business, but when you’re playing politics, you must be calm enough." Yu Jinrong turned to look at him. "...You're an adult, you have your own ideas, and you might be annoyed if I say too much. Let's stop here today. I won't ask or stop you from doing anything in the future. All I can do is be your backing, solving your recklessness and lack of composure."

Hearing this, Yu Mingyuan's scalp tingled, and his heart warmed. He looked at his father and pondered for a long time before replying, "I... I understand."

"Go home!" Yu Jinrong said no more.

...

Morning.

Su Tian Yu took a shower at home, changed his clothes, and used medical tape to treat his external injuries before leaving the house, preparing to go to the Bai family to see what was happening.

Bai Hongtao's body was lying at home, and even the coffin had to be made to order.

The funeral had to be arranged immediately, and Su Tian Yu should go and see what he could do.

After saying goodbye to his second uncle at home, Su Tian Yu walked out of the courtyard and went to the alley where he had parked his car.

"Beep beep!"

Su Tian Yu pressed the car door lock with the key and reached out to pull the door open.

"Li... Little Yu Brother...!"

Just then, a familiar voice reached Su Tian Yu's ears.