Wang Xi had Liang Tao fetch a leather pouch and stuffed all the valuables inside.
He took the leather pouch and said,
"From now on, you are the Patriarch of the Three Rivers Gang."
"Huh?" Liang Tao was stunned.
But he quickly came to his senses and dropped to his knees with a THUD.
"Thank you for sparing my life, Lord Top Immortal!"
Liang Tao pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice trembling.
"I swear that I will keep the members of the Three Rivers Gang in line. We will turn over a new leaf and do legitimate business from now on!"
"…"
Wang Xi stood silently.
A trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.
'In these chaotic times, expecting a gang like this to go straight? What a fool's dream.'
He wasn't some benevolent saint sent to guide people to righteousness.
He'd killed Boss Tian today, but tomorrow a Boss Zhang or Boss Li would just take his place. It was better to keep Liang Tao around—the man was clever enough, and better to control than some idiot.
