Chapter 107: I'm Looking for Er Pao

The handsome men hunting for romance in the vicinity seemed even more intrigued by her. Although her words frequently left them dumbfounded, they also stirred that deep-seated masculine desire to conquer a certain type of woman.

Lu Yunqing giggled as she looked at the dim-witted waiter before her, seemingly having lost interest in teasing him. Her playful expression vanished, and she asked solemnly, "I am looking for Chen Erpao. Do you know where he is?"

In an instant, the waiter, who had appeared completely dazed, turned terrified. His face shifted through a series of colors as if he were performing a mask-changing act.

"Y-you... who did you say you were looking for?"

His answer was a voice—sweet, yet piercingly loud and shrill. "I said I am looking for Chen Erpao, the leader of the Yi Gate. Did you hear me clearly? This place is under his protection, so tell me where he is quickly. If you do, I might just let you have a pleasant dream later, sister."

The elegant, suave men who had been about to approach stopped dead in their tracks the moment they heard the name "Chen Erpao." In Tuen Mun today, one might not know the name of the district councilor, but it was impossible not to know the name Chen Erpao. In just a few short months, his name had become a curse word looming over the heads of countless underworld figures in Hong Kong. With the force of a thunderbolt, he had swept through the factions of Tuen Mun, subdued the twin killers known as Black and White in the dead of night, defeated the legendary Gun King Feng Gang with his "Blazing Fire and Icy Palm" technique, and laid ambushes that resulted in bloody, hundred-man massacres. While these accounts were slightly exaggerated, these core deeds were more than enough to make many look up to him in awe. Yet, in the eyes of ordinary citizens, he was a virtuous man: he abolished protection fees for street vendors and struggling small shops, sent red envelopes to the elderly living alone in his territory during every holiday, and strictly forbade anyone from recruiting students as gang subordinates—even demanding that existing ties be severed, which cleansed many schools of gang influence.

"Why are you looking for him? Do you even know what he does? He is the head of the Yi Gate—he might not even want to see you," the waiter said, forcing himself to remain calm.

"Dare he not see me?" Lu Yunqing chuckled. "I’ll just tell everyone what I did to his... his... bottom. Let’s see if he dares to ignore me." As she spoke, she seemed to recall something and ultimately held her tongue. Far away, at his home in City Garden, Chen Erpao suddenly nearly sneezed. An ominous feeling welled up in his heart, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. He could never have imagined that his reputation had nearly been destroyed just moments ago.

Lu Yunqing’s loud declaration in the bar that she was looking for Chen Erpao immediately drew a crowd, their eyes filled with confusion and curiosity.

Xiao Ji, the bouncer in charge of the bar, was currently in a private booth drinking and playing finger-guessing games with several young women. When he heard his subordinate report that someone outside was shouting for the "boss of the boss of the boss," his eyes widened. "Damn it," he roared, "who has the guts to come to Yi Gate territory and shout the Gate Master’s name? Come on, let’s go take a look."

Lu Yunqing sat with her legs crossed, leisurely sipping the red wine in her glass, completely indifferent to the strange looks around her.

"Brother Ji, that’s her."

Xiao Ji looked at the stunning, doll-like face, porcelain skin, and devilish figure the subordinate pointed out. He was struck by both amazement and astonishment. He had expected some troublemaker, never imagining such a top-tier beauty would be the one causing a ruckus.

Xiao Ji was in his early twenties, at the peak of a man’s virility. Looking at this exquisite creature, his throat went dry. Although he saw all sorts of beauties in bars every day, none could compare to her. Her doll-like face, her perfectly curved figure, and skin whiter than snow—she was breathtakingly gorgeous.

But the moment he remembered she was looking for the great Yi Gate Master—a man he worshipped and looked up to—he felt a chill. If there was some connection between them, and he harbored any improper thoughts, he would surely be doomed. Thinking back to his reckless behavior just moments ago, he broke into a cold sweat. Even if he were given ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare act impulsively again.

"Beauty, why are you looking for our Gate Master? Do you know each other?" Xiao Ji asked cautiously, unsure of her relationship with Chen Erpao but not daring to be the least bit disrespectful.

Lu Yunqing swept her beautiful eyes over him. "Of course we know each other! Why else would I be looking for him?"

"Then what is your relationship?"

Lu Yunqing pouted, her playful expression paired with her doll-like face making her a natural heartthrob. Seeing this, Xiao Ji’s heart began to pound rapidly.

"If you want to know about our relationship, it’s quite deep. We stayed in the same room for several days. Where is he now? Why hasn't he come to see me yet?"

Xiao Ji looked stunned, but then a look of realization dawned on him. A beauty of this caliber was clearly not meant for someone like him; only a man like the Gate Master was worthy of her. If he could build a rapport with her now, perhaps he could use this to earn a promotion later.

Xiao Ji immediately forced a brilliant smile. "The Gate Master isn't here right now, and I don't know where he is. Why don't you leave your number? As soon as he arrives, I will notify you immediately."

"Not here?" Lu Yunqing pouted, looking aggrieved. "Fine! You must tell me when he returns, or I’ll poke your bottom with a needle."

"Definitely, definitely," Xiao Ji said, fawning. "Where are you staying? Should I have someone take you back?"

The onlookers, who had expected a show—thinking the ignorant girl would be severely punished by the Yi Gate—were stunned. The men who had been hunting for romance felt a sense of relief; they were lucky they hadn't made a move, or they might have ended their lives by offending a woman so clearly close to the Yi Gate Master.

Lu Yunqing declined Xiao Ji’s offer and, looking rather disappointed, slowly walked out of the bar alone.

A moment later, a dark-skinned, burly man followed her out. It was already autumn, yet he wore only a thin undershirt, his thick, powerful arms exposed and rippling with explosive muscle. He looked like a wild beast, radiating a terrifying, violent aura.