731: Last Dance

Last Dance

Mr. Finch tilted his head and asked.

"The position will give you benefits and advantages in many ways. What more do you want?"

Linfeng's dark eyes glinted sharply. 

"I might have the advantage at this time. But all the hard work and risk will fall on me at this hardest period, while your son will earn the sweet harvest of my work in the future. Who really has the real advantage here?"

Mr. Finch's brows moved. 

Alright, he could not say anything to that.

Linfeng continued.

"But do not worry. I am not asking for too much. I only want permission to use your organization to the fullest in case I need it."

That was not too much? Mr. Finch was stunned. 

"I cannot grant permission. I will not know if you are taking my organization to ruin."

"Mr. Finch, you said that you know me well, and that is why you chose me. Then you should know that I will not use your organization for a futile fight."

Mr. Finch was silent. He lowered his eyes and thought hard.

The tension that left earlier returned to his body. 

What a pain. This would be a difficult decision.

Mr. Finch was confident that he could use another person to be the temporary 'king' to replace him in the meantime while he convinced his son, because he knew that whoever the regent leader was, he would not be able to use the entire organization's power by himself alone. 

He would need his, Mr. Finch's, final say.

Mr. Finch tapped on the table with his fingertips. After what seemed like an eternity, the old man spoke. 

"Can you tell me what it is for?"

"Ming Zhi Yi."

Mr. Finch's fingertips stopped. 

His wide eyes flew to Linfeng.

"Haha. You know the reason why I cannot yet place my son in this position was because of him, right?" He said sharply. "I have been on tenterhooks for a long time because of that very man! The one thing I have not regretted since I became the underground king is keeping my identity a secret. Ming Zhi Yi, that damned man, is not able to put spies successfully on my side because he did know who exactly the 'king' is. But even though I know that he is after my turf, I can't do anything about him. Do you know why?"

Linfeng kept silent. His expression remained the same.

"It is because that damned man have many connections that it is too hard to tell which one is his man or which one is just for show."

Linfeng nodded. "In short, you do not know exactly how powerful Ming Zhi Yi is."

"Right. If I, an underground king, cannot gather much information, then how can you? And you say that you will not be fighting a worthless fight? This is Ming Zhi Yi we are talking about. A man with an unknown number of knives in the dark. A lot of the underground business in the country and the neighboring ones has his hands on it."

Linfeng nodded his head once more. 

"That would be the case, if I really do not know him well enough. But what if I tell you that I know exactly who his people are, his spies, and the enemies that can destroy him?"

Silence.

"What…?" Mr. Finch is dumbfounded. "If you have that… then perhaps, you can bring him down. However, there is no way. A lot of people have tried and are still trying to sniff out that man's weaknesses." 

There was no way that the young man before him could have that kind of information. 

...Unless he had spies in Ming Zhi Yi's turf. 

A highly positioned spy.

Mr. Finch's face slowly became somber.

Linfeng smiled.

"That's right. I do have them, so I am sure that if I played the cards well, we can bring him down."

*****

The second day of the IAmFashionista event was nearing the end.

The music in the hall suddenly faded. Those who were still on the dance floor looked up at the stage where the singers and musicians were at. 

The lead singer spoke on the microphone. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now playing the last three final songs for today. Gentlemen, please do not be shy to ask the lady you favor for a final dance."

The atmosphere within the hall suddenly changed. 

The guests looked around at each other rather amorously. The ambiguous words of the singer made everyone feel bashful in stepping onto the dance floor, but at the same time anticipating. 

The last three songs would be for couples to dominate the dance floor.

Xiong Zhi looked at the stage absently while watching the couples dance to the first song. She sipped gently on her wine glass.

She thought of Linfeng. 

Too bad, her Linfeng was being held down in a private room with an important elder. 

She felt a bit envious of the couples smiling shyly in each other's arms.

"Tigress, do not look so sad, you still have me." William appeared on her side.

She did not spare him a glance. "I thought you were going to give me space?"

"Well, now is the perfect time for men to approach you. If I do not guard you well, the youngest will flip the table later for handing you to another person."

Xiong Zhi raised her brow. "At this ambiguous time, I will not let myself be in the hands of another person. I am a very loyal girlfriend."

"Really? Even if that man asks you?" 

"?"

Xiong Zhi looked in the direction where William was staring.

A tall man with the familiar silver hair and watery blue eyes.

She saw Lu Yin Ze coming towards her. His light colored suit framed with silver embroidery made him more of an attention seeker than any man here in the hall, well, except for the wildly blonde handsome man beside her.

Lu Yin Ze stopped in front of her.

"Xiong Zhi, may I have a dance with you?" 

The pair of silver blue eyes shook a little. 

This man was clearly afraid that he would be rejected by Xiong Zhi.2

William smirked. He then showed an apologetic expression as he patted Lu Yin Ze's shoulder. "I am sorry, pal. Even if you have the looks of an angel, this frigid woman cannot be melted by anyone except--"

"Alright." Xiong Zhi answered, interrupting William's nonsense. Her eyes were serious as she looked at Lu Yin Ze.

Gaak?!

William's eyes went wide. 

"Oi, oi! How could you! You just said earlier…" He coughed and lowered his voice. "I asked you multiple times and even bargained with you, yet just one invite from him.... You… How could you do this to the youngest?" 

He had a horrified look on his face.

Xiong Zhi's gaze shifted to him annoyedly, as if seeing a cockroach.

Lu Yin Ze also looked at William. "Sir William, please do not give any other meaning behind this. This… could be my last dance with her."

Without saying anything further, Xiong Zhi offered her hand to Lu Yin Ze. 

The two then went to the dance floor. 

The second song was already midway.

"...." William silently watched them. He tilted his head. "What does he mean that it would be his last dance with her?"

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