Dragon Head Supreme Chapter 153
Chapter 153: Three Gifts
Little Yang frowned. “A gift?”
“Chen Xue Wen, what could you possibly offer that would make me turn?” He sneered. “Or do you think money means anything to me?”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled, shaking his head. “Little Yang, if you were the type to be bought, you wouldn’t be in this line of work.”
“This isn’t a bribe. This is my show of sincerity.”
Little Yang narrowed his eyes. “Oh? And what kind of gift are we talking about?”
Chen Xue Wen’s voice dropped to a low murmur. “The first one…”
“After what happened to your family, your sister-in-law remarried. She moved to Western Ridge Province.”
“She has a son. Fifteen years old. And he looks exactly like your big brother when he was a kid.”
Little Yang’s face changed drastically. “You… what did you just say?!”
Chen Xue Wen pulled a photograph from his pocket and placed it on the table. “See for yourself.”
With trembling hands, Little Yang picked it up. One glance was all it took. His vision blurred with unshed tears.
His grip on the photo tightened, his whole body trembling.
The woman in the picture—older now, lines of hardship on her face—was still unmistakable. That was his sister-in-law, the one his big brother had married in the open light of day, the one fate had cruelly torn away.
And the boy beside her…
A perfect mirror of his brother at fifteen.
He didn’t need a paternity test. He didn’t need any more proof.
This was his brother’s blood. His nephew.
Tears fell silently as he clutched the photo. He had given up looking for her years ago. Had forced himself to believe there was nothing left to find. And yet, here it was—a piece of his family still out there. A thread of hope in the ashes.
And more than that…
His big brother had a son. His bloodline had not been erased. His chest heaved with emotion.
“How… how are they now?” His voice was hoarse, barely steady.
Chen Xue Wen exhaled. “Not great.”
“Your sister-in-law divorced eight years ago. She’s been raising the kid alone, running a street food stall just to survive.”
“But the boy’s got a good head on his shoulders. He’s in high school, studies hard. He’s got a real shot at university.”
Little Yang’s hands shook as he carefully tucked the photo away. He looked up at Chen Xue Wen, his voice firm. “I’ll take this gift.”
“Chen Xue Wen, I owe you one. And I always pay my debts.”
Chen Xue Wen smiled. “That’s just the first one.”
“There’s a second gift.”
Little Yang blinked. “Another?”
Nothing could top this. His nephew still being alive—nothing could possibly matter more.
Chen Xue Wen slid another photograph across the table. “Recognize this face?”
Little Yang took one look. His entire expression twisted, his fingers curling into a fist. “Liu Hong Yang.”
“That bastard. I’d recognize him even if he was burned to dust.”
“He worked for Lu Jin Po. He was the one who led the pack that ruined my sister-in-law. He destroyed my family.”
“Where is he?”
Chen Xue Wen nodded. “Right now? Sitting in Peaceful City Prison.”
Little Yang’s eyes flickered with dark fire. Then, he let out a slow breath, gritting his teeth. “Lucky bastard.”
“But when he gets out… I swear to heaven, he’s mine.”
Chen Xue Wen smirked. “Then you’re in luck. Two weeks. That’s all.”
“Lu Jin Po is coming back. Liu Hong Yang is one of his top dogs. Sun Shang Wu pulled some strings, got him an early release. They say he’ll be home just in time for the New Year.”
Little Yang’s lips curled into something between a snarl and a grin. “Oh, is that right?”
“Then that works out just fine. Let them all come back together. This time, my family’s debt gets settled in full.”
Chen Xue Wen’s smile never wavered. “He’s all yours. That’s my second gift.”
Little Yang took a deep, shuddering breath and gave a slow nod. “This one, I accept too.”
Chen Xue Wen leaned back. “And since you’ve taken the first two, I doubt you’ll say no to the third.”
Little Yang raised an eyebrow. “A third one? What else could there be?”
Chen Xue Wen’s grin deepened. “That one… isn’t here yet. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure it’s delivered.”
Chen Xue Wen tapped a finger on the photograph laid out on the table. “We’ve dug up some dirt. Back in the day, Lu Jin Po had plenty of filth on his hands, but it was Liu Hong Yang who handled most of his dirty work.”
He paused for a beat, then added, “That includes the murder of your parents. From what we’ve uncovered, Liu Hong Yang was the one who put things in motion.”
“I’ll find out exactly who pulled the trigger, who gave the order. I’ll make sure you know the truth.”
Little Yang’s eyes turned red with barely restrained fury. He clenched his teeth, nodded sharply. “Alright!”
“This third gift of yours—I’ll take it!”
He drew in a deep breath, fixing his gaze on Chen Xue Wen. “Chen Xue Wen… No wonder you managed to take out Snake and Lu Jin Huan.”
“Now that I think about it, you’re no ordinary man.”
“Three gifts—each one with intent behind it. You’re planning something big. Just say it—what do you really want? You can’t expect me to believe this is all just to get me to kill Lu Jin Po.”
Chen Xue Wen smiled and nodded. “Of course, it’s not that simple.”
“Killing Lu Jin Po? That’s the easy part.”
“The hard part is making sure you’ve got the right people by your side.”
He leaned forward slightly. “Little Yang, I see potential in you. I don’t want you to just take revenge—I want you to work with me.”
Little Yang furrowed his brows. “Work with you?”
“Chen Xue Wen, you walk the underworld. I’m a businessman. We don’t belong to the same world.”
“If I help you, that means I step onto your path. Once I take that step, there’s no going back.”
Chen Xue Wen chuckled. “Little Yang, do you really think you still have a way back?”
“You kill Lu Jin Po, you take out Liu Hong Yang—do you think that’s where it ends?”
“From the moment you started down this road, there was no turning back.”
“But work with me, and not only will I help you get your revenge—I’ll make sure you live through it.”
Little Yang’s heart pounded. Chen Xue Wen’s words struck deep, shaking something inside him.
For years, he’d never let himself think about what came after revenge. But deep down, he knew—if he went after Lu Jin Po, he was as good as dead.
He always claimed he wasn’t afraid of death. But when survival was suddenly on the table… even an ant fights to live.
Chen Xue Wen watched him carefully, seeing the hesitation, the conflict. Then, he pressed on. “And let’s not forget—working with me, you’ll be making real money.”
Little Yang scoffed. “You think I care about money?”
Chen Xue Wen smirked. “You don’t. But your sister-in-law? Your nephew?”
That shut Little Yang up. He fell silent, staring at the table, hands clenched into fists.
After a long pause, he muttered coldly, “I’ve saved up over two million these past two years. It’s enough for them—”
Chen Xue Wen cut him off. “Your sister-in-law sacrificed a lot for your family. She’s suffered. You think two million makes up for that?”
Little Yang had no response.
Chen Xue Wen clapped a hand on his shoulder. “I won’t promise you the world.”
“But what I can promise? You’ll make a hell of a lot more than you do now.”
“So tell me—do you want to leave them two million? Or twenty million? Or maybe even two hundred million?”
Little Yang snapped his gaze up, staring at Chen Xue Wen in disbelief.
For the first time, he saw something different in the man sitting across from him. A quiet, measured ambition—one that sent a shiver down his spine.
Two hundred million? That wasn’t the kind of number a regular man dared to dream about.
Little Yang narrowed his eyes. “Chen Xue Wen… is that your goal? To make billions?”
Chen Xue Wen smiled, turning his gaze toward the distant horizon. “More than that.”
His eyes locked onto Double Dragon Mountain—the place where countless powerful men had laid their ambitions to rest. And where he intended to carve out his own legend.
Little Yang had no idea what Chen Xue Wen was truly thinking. But after a long silence, he nodded, slowly and deliberately.
“Alright. I’ll work for you.”
His voice was steady, but his eyes burned with something fierce. “Chen Xue Wen… don’t make me regret this.”
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