The White King’s Return

“So, Xiao Chen, where have you been all this time? Our Red Sun Gang is in utter chaos.”

“The Red Sun Gang?” Bai Chen asked, almost unconsciously.

“Huh? Xiao Chen, did you lose your wits after stepping out for a bit? How could you forget the Red Sun Gang?” Huang Yuan paused, then teased him.

“Ah, something happened while I was out. My mind isn’t quite clear right now, but it’ll be fine in a while.”

“Still, could you tell me a little about this… Red Sun Gang first?”

“Something *really* happened, then.” Huang Yuan’s face darkened with concern.

“Speaking of the Red Sun Gang, you founded it yourself, you know. It all started right here in this school.”

“This school might seem harmonious, but it’s actually made up of many splintered gangs. The Red Sun Gang is the largest among them.”

“Later, it even absorbed many figures from society, so for a time, no one dared to touch anyone from the Red Sun Gang.”

“Plus, many influential individuals were part of the Red Sun Gang… including you. Sometimes, even the school and the police didn’t dare to interfere.”

“Hmm…” Bai Chen listened indifferently, yet a thought lingered in his mind.

‘As expected of someone who is essentially me. What they’ve achieved… it’s truly impressive!’

“However…” Huang Yuan’s gaze dimmed slightly.

“Xiao Chen, you haven’t been to school for three months, and the brothers have become a little restless.”

“As a result, another major gang has emerged in the school – the Black Spy Gang. They’re almost on par with our Red Sun Gang now.”

“Ah, is that so? Then… let’s just crush them.”

No matter how formidable Bai Qiao’s leadership had been, and regardless of the opponent’s capabilities, before him—the White King—they were nothing.

“Huh?” Huang Yuan stared at the smile playing on Bai Chen’s lips, a sudden chill running down his spine.

“Ah! Boss!” They had heard news of the boss’s return earlier, leaving everyone feeling a mix of nervousness, anticipation, and… dread.

Now, seeing Bai Chen appear at the doorway, they all scrambled to their feet.

Upon hearing the address “Boss,” Bai Chen’s lips twitched involuntarily.

Having grown accustomed to being called ‘Your Highness,’ this sudden change in address felt… rather vulgar.

Nevertheless, Bai Chen said nothing more.

All the strategies were meticulously laid out. Bai Chen was confident that the Red Sun Gang would rise again in a short amount of time.

The gang members, too, were completely awestruck by these policies.

While they had always revered Bai Chen, these new plans… they far exceeded their comprehension. It was less like leading a gang and more akin to governing a nation.

What surprised Bai Chen was that even as he implemented these strategies to develop the Red Sun Gang, the Black Spy Gang was also flourishing.

Such tactics, such methods of suppression—they felt incredibly familiar. Where had he seen them before? No, how could he have seen them…?

Bai Chen gazed out the window, his thoughts drifting far away.

This past week, apart from a few minor annoyances, nothing significant had occurred.

For Bai Chen, who had spent years handling national disputes and upheavals, it felt almost like a vacation.

Leveraging his intellect and power, he had already grasped some of Bai Qiao’s past experiences, and her… knowledge.

“Hmph! Quite the role-playing, aren’t we?” Bai Qiao muttered irritably on her way to school.

All that glory had rightfully belonged to her, yet now she was watching someone identical to herself seize it.

Especially after Miko actually praised Bai Chen to her, Bai Qiao felt as if she might explode on the spot.

‘Wait, Miko always liked *me*? No, no! I… I am Bai Chen! I’m the one you should be paying attention to!’

“Oh, by the way, I’ve noticed you’ve been quite close with… what’s her name? Miko?” Bai Chen suddenly stopped walking.

“Do you like her?”

“What? Do I need to tell *you* who I like?”

“Hey! Get away from me!” Bai Qiao’s tone grew flustered as she looked at Bai Chen, who had suddenly appeared before her.

“Oh, is that so? Well then, let me tell you, you can only love me.”

He gently pulled Bai Qiao’s head into his embrace, whispering into her ear.

“Get lost!” With brute force, she pushed Bai Chen away.

Bai Qiao didn’t speak another word for the rest of the walk.

“Boss…”

“How many times have I told you not to call me ‘Boss’!” Bai Chen said, leaning back on the bench.

“Yes, Boss… Uh, this is a challenge letter from the Black Spy Gang’s leader.”

“A challenge letter?!” Bai Chen’s interest was suddenly piqued.

The moment he tore open the challenge letter, he froze.

The title the sender used was—the White King?!

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