"Welcome to the Yale warlords..."

Yale Hei walked up and put his arm around the bald-headed man's shoulder, giving him a few hearty pats. The bald man pretended to be a homeless person taken in, moved to tears.

"Black General," the bald man called out with a slight tremble in his voice.

"No need for words, we're all brothers here. Although you're not a native of Karachi, you've lived here for decades. Let's work together for this beautiful city of Karachi! The Eight Banner Sect, one day, we'll drive them back to the Golden Triangle." Yale Hei also put on the airs of recognizing a hero and talent.

Every word they said was laden with interest, though this interest was intangible, not monetary.

Yale Hei needed the bald man because he had connections to obtain weapons. He was also Karachi's biggest arms dealer. Though he currently lacked Eastern territories, this didn't hinder his secret channels from acquiring weapons.

The bald man joining the Yale warlords meant Ye Hao controlled his entry into the Yale army, thus allowing him to execute the next step of his plan.

"Black General, thank you for taking us in. No matter what, I am still a man. Today, you take us in, and anytime in the future you need something, just let me know. I, the bald man, won't refuse." The bald man said.

"Haha! Such words create distance between us. Let's conquer the world together as brothers!" Yale Hei laughed heartily.

Watching from afar, Ye Hao's lips curled into a smile, and then he left the scene.

After the fight, Xue Zhaolong and the others left the battlefield. They needed to find a place to reflect on the scenes of the fight, hoping to soon fully grasp those mysterious martial arts.

As for Flying Fish, Zhou Yang, Qin Qing, and the others, they also returned to the Grand Hotel. Their task was virtually unnecessary as the battlefield concluded without their intervention.

On the top floor of the Grand Hotel, all of Pakistan's top officials had gathered.

Ran Tai chuckled and said, "Boss, isn't the act about gone far enough?"

"Not quite yet, just a bit longer!" Ye Hao glanced at the time with a smile. It was already past six in the morning.

If Ye Hao rashly ordered the bald man to capture Aixinjueluo Xiaolong in North City, Yale Hei and the Eight Banner Sect's Aixinjueluo Kanglong would detect something unusual, so Ye Hao decided to let the bald man fan the flames a bit more within Yale Hei's ranks.

"What are we waiting for, boss?" More than a dozen people looked at Ye Hao with curiosity.

"Waiting for the bald man to mess things up at Yale Hei's place. By then, the bald man and Yale Hei will be in the same boat. Neither can afford to lose the other! Of course, if the bald man disappears, Yale Hei will certainly take the blame, and the Eight Banner Sect will not let the Yale warlords off." Ye Hao said with a grin.

"So when do you think this will start?" Zheng Guang asked from the side. He knew capturing Aixinjueluo Xiaolong might not be so simple. After all, Aixinjueluo Xiaolong was the Young Sect Leader of the Eight Banner Sect, naturally surrounded by strong bodyguards. Once those bodyguards step in, the bald man alone might not manage, and Zheng Guang would be needed, hence his question to Ye Hao.

"In a couple of days! Keep a close eye on both major forces these days, and notify me immediately if anything happens." Ye Hao instructed.

"Yes!"

Then Ye Hao asked Ran Tai to take him for a tour along the coastal area.

At the Karachi headquarters of the Eight Banner Sect, Aixinjueluo Kanglong looked at the map's territory. Karachi had already been seized by him in the eastern and northern areas, gaining a larger piece of land than before. With a smile on his lips, he said to his men, "Brothers, we, the Eight Banner Sect, have occupied half the territory now. It seems one day we might take over the whole of Karachi!"

The Eight Banner Sect's tenth-level master, Wu Lin, laughed and said, "It's all thanks to the Sect Leader's calculations, occupying the eastern region as soon as the bald man made a move."

Another National Martial Arts tenth-level practitioner, Zhou Mingjie, also laughed along, "Yes! If it weren't for the Sect Leader's swift actions, the eastern area might have been taken by Yale."

"Yale? Hmph! Sooner or later I will let him roll out of Karachi, letting our Eight Banner Sect spread throughout the entire Karachi," Aixinjueluo Kanglong said with a confident smile.

"Then let us first congratulate the Sect Leader on dominating the whole of Karachi, turning the once two-part Karachi into a single power." Aixinjueluo Kanglong's strategist, Feng Han, smiled and said, "But Sect Leader, there's something fishy about this whole matter!"

"Fishy?" Aixinjueluo Kanglong asked Feng Han with a puzzled look.

"Yes! Fishy." Feng Han nodded.

"What's fishy about it?" Aixinjueluo Kanglong asked.

"Originally, the four main powers in Karachi coexisted peacefully, with only the occasional small skirmish, which we overlooked. But don't you think the bald man's move against the Muhan Army was rather strange this time? Moreover, they fought to the death. Isn't there something bigger at play here? Why such hatred that it ended with nearly twenty thousand casualties?" Feng Han asked Aixinjueluo Kanglong, listing a series of questions.

"I had a vague sense of something strange, but now that you mention it, I'm starting to think this might not be so simple!" Aixinjueluo Kanglong said.

"Sect Leader, it seems things are quite unpredictable! We need to stay vigilant and also protect the eastern region, lest we lose it right after we've taken it." Feng Han suggested.

"Brother Feng, have you noticed anything suspicious?" Zhou Mingjie asked.

"Yes, Brother Feng, we're all from the Eight Banner Sect. If there's something fishy, just spell it out?" Wu Lin chimed in.

Feng Han shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't pinpoint anything specific. This matter may not be so simple. I hope the situation doesn't exceed my expectations."

Aixinjueluo Kanglong nodded and said, "Then I'll have the men behave themselves and try to get through this adjustment period."

The others nodded, secretly pondering the questions posed by Feng Han. If they couldn't figure them out, they might be kept in the dark, sold out while counting money for others.

In Yale Hei's warlord faction, Yale Hei warmly hosted the bald man, who consistently maintained a stance of being a notch below Yale Hei, keeping a notably low profile.

This attitude from the bald man greatly pleased Yale Hei! In the past, the bald man would try to bully him, and he didn't dare to retort much. But who would have expected the bald man to humble himself today?

After drinking almost enough, the bald man said to Yale Hei, "Black General."

"What is it, General Guang?" Yale Hei asked in a superior-to-subordinate manner.

"I wonder, does Black General have other thoughts about Karachi?" the bald man asked.

"Oh? Does General Guang have some thoughts of his own?" Yale Hei asked with a smile, eager to hear what ideas the bald man might have. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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