Chapter 1246:

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Unfortunately, he was unaware of the plan Maren had shared with the Axe Gang. The Axe Gang had no intention of yielding.

“No chance! Our boss told us to follow Mr. Rhodes of the Dark Hills, and we won’t accept anyone else.” The Axe Gang member shut down the suggestion without hesitation.

While they presented themselves as steadfast supporters of the Dark Hills, their real goal was to stir the pot, hoping to ignite conflict between the Dark Hills and the others.

Because of what was said, the Dark Hills found themselves unable to scold anyone.

No one could claim that loyalty to the Dark Hills was a fault. What reason could there be for criticism?

Faces of the other gangs flushed with frustration, their anger barely concealed. Each one looked at the Dark Hills with burning envy.

With every triumph in the Underground Fighter Combat, the Dark Hills’ reputation soared higher, and even the Axe Gang wanted in.

𝘙𝘦a𝖽 𝗼𝘯 𝗮𝗇у 𝘥𝖾v𝗶𝖼е 𝗼𝗇 𝘨𝘢l𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝗅s.𝗰o𝘮

Meanwhile, the rest of the gangs had little to celebrate. Their few scattered wins in the Underground Fighter Combat did not boost their status. Most of the time, they were either stuck or losing ground altogether. None could rival the Dark Hills’ might or luck.

“Mr. Rhodes, you sure know how to throw your weight around.”

Spite and jealousy were written all over their faces, showing just how far they were from forgiving or forgetting.

“That’s right. A man of your stature always keeps his promises. We’re counting on you to do what you said.”

“With all the strength the Dark Hills holds, a few territories mean nothing to you. Surely you’ll pass some over to us.”

“I have no doubt Mr. Rhodes will keep his word. He’s not the type to go back on a deal, right?”

Mason and Orlando could hear the envy dripping from their words, and it set their teeth on edge.

Here were these freeloaders, eager to snatch up the territories the Axe Gang had placed on the table, and now they were bold enough to talk like this. It was almost laughable.

“Father…” Orlando, fuming, shot a hard look at Mason.

Their contempt was plain as day.

Even if they divided the territories among them, they wouldn’t reciprocate the favor.

The truth was clear to both Orlando and Mason.

But the problem was—if they didn’t allocate the territories, these people might cause trouble.

The Dark Hills simply didn’t have the power to keep every gang in check.

This wasn’t just a problem. It was a real predicament.

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