Nobody cares, and nobody dares to care.
But then Xiao Ning arrived.
He's in charge.
Upon entering Kowloon Walled City, Xiao Ning gave an order, and his disciples, like wolves and tigers, went on a killing spree, hunting down gang members within Kowloon Walled City.
They were all caught in one fell swoop, leaving no one alive.
Subsequently, a public trial was held.
Anyone with a bad record will be executed without mercy.
With Xiao Ning's command, heads rolled down.
From that moment on, the sky over Kowloon City returned to clarity.
Subsequently, Xiao Ning forcefully occupied the city center of Kowloon City, and the former three-courtyard, four-wing government office, Dapeng Xie Mansion, became the city lord's mansion.
He appointed all the disciples of the Xiao Clan as the city guards to manage the order of the entire Kowloon City.
In the blink of an eye, half a century has passed.
Of the original 283 disciples of the Xiao Clan, very few remain. They did not advance to the Innate True Person realm; they all reached the end of their lives and passed away one by one.
Now, only about ten disciples who have advanced to the Innate Realm remain among those old disciples, staying by Xiao Ning's side.
The Xiao Family Martial Arts School has now been passed down to Xiao Ning's grandson. Xiao Ning has devoted himself to cultivation and no longer cares about worldly affairs. Only when a disciple passes away will he be disturbed.
"Father, Hong Kong will be returned to China in just over a year. What should we do then?"
At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao, who had been silent until now, spoke up and asked.
Xiao Ning raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and said, "Back then, I met that old man once. He promised that after Hong Kong's return to China in 1997, Kowloon City would be handed over to the mainland for administration. He promised that I would abide by the mainland's laws and regulations, and would not commit treason. In return, my other property and status would remain unchanged."
"You all know about this matter. What, Yao'er, do you have a different opinion?"
Sixty years have passed, but time has left no trace on this family; it seems like yesterday, and their youth remains.
Ren Xiaoyao is now over eighty years old and has long been a great-grandfather. His great-grandson, Xiao Ning's great-great-grandson, is five years old this year, but still looks like a young man.
The Xiao family spans five generations, with a large number of children and grandchildren, totaling nearly three hundred people. It can be described as a large and flourishing family.
The only regret is that Ren Fa, who lies buried underground, will not be able to see such a grand occasion. On the eve of the outbreak of the War of Resistance against Japan, Ren Fa, at the age of eighty, passed away peacefully with a satisfied smile.
Hearing Xiao Ning's words, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but curl his lips and say, "The face of politicians is something to be taken with a grain of salt, but Father, you actually believed it? With a single word, the fate of 180,000 people in Kowloon City will be handed over to others. I think that's pretty risky!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ning glanced at the crowd and, seeing that most people agreed with his son, a thought struck him.
"Do you share the same thoughts as Yao'er?"
He spoke loudly, his tone flat.
“Master, our family is now very large and powerful. If the other party turns their back on us, we will be in a very passive position!”
Xiao Weihua was the first to stand up and nodded.
“Junior Brother Wei Hua is right. Nowadays, technology is advanced, but cultivation is still difficult. Apart from Junior Brother Wei Hua, the other junior brothers have advanced to the Innate Realm, which is already a stroke of luck. They will hardly make any progress in this lifetime.”
Xiao Tianyi, whose hair was white, agreed.
As the eldest disciple, Xiao Tianyi's performance was mediocre.
Although he followed his master Xiao Ning the longest and had the deepest initial cultivation, his talent was mediocre. He was overtaken by his junior brother and only barely entered the Innate Realm when he was over forty years old.
He is now nearly 100 years old, and the injuries he sustained on the battlefield have aged him quickly, leaving him with wrinkles and some gray hair.
Xiao Tianyi also agreed with Xiao Weihua's point of view.
After all, they were no longer children and had long since seen through the deceit and treachery of this world.
Of course, not everyone thinks that way.
"As the ruler of a country, the other party is unlikely to go back on his word. Senior brother is worrying too much! Besides, as you said, we are a large and wealthy family. Even if we wanted to move, where could we move to?"
Xiao Xuanwu stood up and expressed a different opinion.
Xiao Weihua immediately retorted, "Has Senior Brother Xuanwu forgotten that King of North America? Back then, he invited Master to immigrate to North America and declared that he would carve out a state for our Xiao family members to govern themselves. If possible, I think we should go find him!"
“Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts! That person is the progenitor of vampires, yet he is neither related to us nor has any connection with us. I fear he harbors treacherous intentions. We must not escape the tiger's mouth only to fall into the wolf's den!”
Xiao Xuanwu shook his head in opposition.
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward after these words were spoken.
After all, Xiao Weihua was no longer human. Hearing Xiao Xuanwu's words, he slammed his hand on the table and said loudly, "Fine, Senior Brother Xuanwu has a problem with me, doesn't he? You finally couldn't hold back today. You should have said so earlier, and I would have left!"
Xiao Xuanwu quickly waved his hand and explained, "Junior Brother Weihua, please don't mind. That's not what I meant. Don't take it to heart!"
"cough!"
Seeing that the atmosphere had become tense, Xiao Ning coughed lightly.
"Alright, your master isn't dead yet, what's all the noise about?"
"If you really can't get along, then it's better to separate and go your separate ways, so you won't have to dislike each other!"
Conflicts are inevitable among fellow disciples, and Xiao Ning had heard about them before, but he never took them to heart.