Before today, Hong Xiangjun had imagined countless times what it would be like if Sister Xiao Dong and Fourth Brother Liang encountered each other at the black market. Would she be surprised, or maybe happy, or perhaps something else? Anyway, she had thought about it over and over again. But witnessing it for real, she laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. Fourth Brother Liang, impressive indeed! Just seeing his bear-like dumbfounded expression was enough to send her into fits of laughter! Following that, Dong Huiying succeeded in getting through round after round, almost becoming the unbeatable fighter of the black market. Along the way, she met a few hot-headed opponents who actually wanted her life. When she came across these malicious ones, there was no room for discussion. Abiding by the principle of "do not offend others unless they offend me," she struck with significant force, beating them until they cried for their parents and ended up with broken bones and torn muscles—likely crippled for the second half of their lives, condemned to spend it bedridden. By midnight, Dong Huiying collected her winnings, and the black market was about to close. Hong Xiangjun exchanged the gambling money, grinning so hard that her eyes nearly disappeared as she pulled Dong Huiying along. "Not bad at all!" She slapped Dong Huiying’s back with vigor, "Just today, we’ve earned this much!" Hong Xiangjun gestured with her hands, her face beaming with joy. Money rolled in, accumulating like a snowball that kept getting bigger—she couldn’t have been more proud. Dong Huiying took off her mask, thinking that if she hadn’t been so competent, she might have narrowly escaped death today; instead, she was able to leave the stage alive and well. "Did you know about this all along?" "Huh?" Hong Xiangjun feigned ignorance, "What did I know all along, Fourth Brother Liang? Hahaha, Sister Xiao Dong, I find myself admiring you more and more. Your taste really is unrivaled. I never knew before that Black Eagle was such a treasure!" Seeing how smug she was, Dong Huiying came to understand; this person obviously knew all along that Fourth Brother Liang was doing this kind of business in the black market behind his family’s back—perhaps she even brought Dong Huiying to the black market on purpose, to satisfy her own wicked sense of humor, wanting to see her and Fourth Brother Liang make a fool of themselves. "Find him for me," she pressed her temples. Although she didn’t know why Fourth Brother wanted to keep this a secret from his family, and no word had leaked out before, now that she had encountered him, she couldn’t pretend to be unaware. Moreover, earlier on the stage, she had smelled the scent of blood on him; he must have been injured again. Seeing Dong Huiying’s serious expression, Hong Xiangjun stopped joking around and immediately said, "Don’t worry; I guessed you would certainly ask about him. Come on, follow me. I know where he is. Right now, he’s probably getting a dressing down." Just thinking about how Fourth Brother Liang had deliberately thrown the match earlier, and then retreated from the stage in defeat, Dong Huiying couldn’t help covering her mouth and laughing until her stomach hurt again. Hong Xiangjun’s guess was spot on—Liang Haoming really was getting a scolding. And the one scolding him was none other than Black Panther, with whom he had argued during the day. Black Panther propped his hands on his waist, livid with anger that hurt his liver and lungs, "Can’t you use your brains a little, huh? It’s just a bratty kid; would winning against her be that hard? You may not care about your own reputation, but you have to think about the black market, don’t you? Do you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused today? The women in the audience are complaining up a storm, and the guys who lost money almost trashed the place because of you!" Liang Haoming stood emotionlessly, giving Black Panther a cold glance through his mask. "What are you looking at?" Black Panther glared, "What, you’re not happy with what I’m saying? Seriously, are you deaf or mute, huh?"