Steward Sai

Duan Changhong was brimming with confidence, seeing a glimmer of hope for his resurgence. Ever since the vice-master was assassinated, the previously balanced power dynamic between the Pure Bliss Gang and the Golden Knife Sect had been disrupted, causing the influence of the Pure Bliss Gang in Fufeng City to wane.

During this time, Duan Changhong had been agitated, his spirits downcast. He spent most of his time idling away at the Cuiyi Garden, and the entire gang sensed the instability as if the house was on the verge of collapsing and the unity of its members was unraveling.

However, the person in silver standing before him had brought him the hope of breaking free from this predicament.

"Steward Sai, my people are ready. Whenever you give the order, we're prepared to act," Duan Changhong humbled himself.