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All the bosses from the various branches of Hong Kong's Hung Brotherhood sat in stunned silence, as if waking from a dream. Their gazes at Shawn Young were filled with awe. The feat Shawn had just displayed—summoning that magnificent red dragon—was something they'd only heard of in legends. Now, witnessing it firsthand, they struggled to accept it as reality. Rubbing their eyes and pinching their flesh, the pain finally convinced them it wasn't an illusion. Shawn Young's performance had thoroughly shaken their hearts.
"Amazing! Incredible! The Clear Sky Order truly is the orthodox Taoist sect. Shawn, your Primordial Spirit Projection and dragon conjuring technique are absolutely breathtaking!" Henry Hung was the first to snap out of his shock, exclaiming in admiration.
"Bravo! Bravo! Master Shawn, you're incredible!"
"That's right, I feel like I'm dreaming. I almost thought it wasn't real!"
"Me too! Good heavens, I never imagined Taoist magic could be so mysterious. If I ever get the chance, I definitely want to learn it!"
"When that red dragon flew over my head, I thought I was about to ascend to heaven—I'm still trembling all over!" one of the Hung Brotherhood bosses exclaimed, still shaken.
"Heh heh—alright, it's getting late. Shawn, you're our honored guest here at Hung Brotherhood, and you've already paid your respects. I was planning to throw a big welcome, but since your visit is more private, let's skip the fanfare for now. Once your business is settled, we'll have a proper get-together!" Henry Hung said warmly to Shawn Young.
"Heh heh—sounds perfect to me. I'll gladly accept your hospitality!" Shawn Young's main goal in Hong Kong was to find Daniel Feathercloud and Andrew Qi, and reclaim Mai Kanda's soul. So he needed the support of the Hung Brotherhood, but preferred to keep things low-key. After all, Hong Kong was a global city, and he valued his freedom—he wasn't really a triad guy and didn't enjoy all the socializing.
"Heh heh—since it's getting late, Shawn, if your business is urgent, I can arrange for our brothers to assist you right away! What do you think?" Henry Hung asked Shawn Young.
"Oh—well, my business is urgent, but it doesn't have to be settled tonight. I'll talk to you about it tomorrow, Uncle Hung." Shawn Young thought it over and decided to wait and discuss things privately with Henry Hung.
"Oh, that's good then. Tonight is your first night in Hong Kong, Shawn. Is there anywhere you'd like to go?" Henry Hung understood Shawn's intentions and changed the subject, asking with interest.
"Uh—to be honest, most of what I know about Hong Kong comes from TV shows and movies. I don't really know the city, so I don't have any special plans—I'll just wander around like a tourist!" Shawn Young laughed.
"Haha—youth is youth, always up for a good time! But I mostly stay at home these days and don't go out much, and my tastes aren't what they used to be. So I'll let the other bosses show you around instead!" Henry Hung chuckled to Shawn Young.
As soon as Henry Hung finished speaking, 'Fire Ox' couldn't wait to chime in: "Heh heh—Master Shawn, come to my Kowloon City Club! I guarantee you'll get the royal treatment!"
Before Fire Ox could finish, 'Fairy Water' jumped in, "Pfft, what's royal treatment these days? It's all about taste! Master Shawn, come to Causeway Bay—my turf! Food, drinks, fun, massages, saunas, and the best chest massage in town, all authentic Hong Kong style!"
Seeing these two 'big guys' so enthusiastic, the other Hung Brotherhood bosses didn't want to be left out. They all started recommending their own 'local specialties' to Shawn Young, convinced that he was young and wild. Most of them pushed the 'girls' card, looking as if they wanted Shawn to ravage all the beauties in their territories. Their enthusiasm left Shawn feeling caught in the middle.
"Uh—okay, okay! Don't all talk at once. I think Shawn wants to experience authentic Hong Kong on his own! Let him choose where to go. Whoever's area he picks, that's who'll be in charge!" Henry Hung stepped in to mediate.
"Yeah, that's exactly what I meant—" Shawn Young quickly agreed with Henry Hung.
"Alright, everyone understands now! Shawn decides his own itinerary, so let's wrap up. Shawn, let's head out—" Henry Hung waved to the group, stood up, and led Shawn Young out of the hall.
The other Hung Brotherhood bosses saw this and knew they couldn't pressure Shawn Young, so they followed behind, leaving the altar hall and heading outside the apartment.
Once outside, Henry Hung was about to ask Shawn Young where he wanted to go next, when suddenly a gold Maserati sped up the road towards Repulse Bay and stopped outside the apartment parking lot.
Everyone's attention turned to the car—the door opened, and out stepped a pair of flawless, snow-white legs in stylish high heels. Then came a woman in her twenties, her figure as luscious as a ripe peach. She wore a tight black mini-dress, her alluring face smooth and beautiful, her body tall and curvy. As she walked, her hips swayed naturally, the dress stretched tight over her round behind. Just watching her could make any man's blood boil, especially with her chest bouncing with every step. Her seductive aura was like a dewy rose, sure to send men's minds racing in all sorts of directions!
"Ah! Yaorao—it's Yara Zen! Oh my god—" Shawn Young's face lit up with a mix of surprise and joy, feeling his blood surge all over again.
The stunning, mature beauty who had suddenly appeared was none other than Yara Zen, the mysterious housekeeper who had left with May Gu and Luna Xiao and vanished without a trace.