Tripod

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always some who, despite being born ordinary, aspire to greatness.
From an exploited undocumented worker to the godfather of the dark;
From those who obey the rules at the bottom of society, to the emperor behind the scenes who makes the rules;
The country belongs to the federation when the sun shines, but it belongs to me when the night falls!
"Sometimes, shadows can not only be as vast as light but can even cover it!"
"We never extort anyone, every penny we make can pass through our conscience."
If someone knocks on your door at night, they either bring my regards or brings the destruction for your arrogance.
As for what you will get, it depends on how you choose, my friend!

Empire of Shadows

In an antique shop on the street, the owner with a floral headscarf ended a call, his face bearing an almost imperceptible smile. He took an old notebook and returned to the front desk, his current task was to stall for time.


That call he had made to the Lance family. As an antique shop specializing in buying and selling stolen goods, each store owner had their network within the gangs.


Not everyone could engage in buying and selling stolen goods, even though it might seem simple.


All you needed was a storefront and some cash to do this business, but it wasn't actually that straightforward.


There had been a case where an antique shop owner and his entire family had met their maker. During the day, he dreamt of striking it rich, but by night, his dreams had come to an end because they had taken something they shouldn't have.


Chapter 155: Please Mr. Lance Help Me Seek Justice