Chapter 378: Exhilarating Little Moves! The Five Dragon Gang Buys Guns?

Su Yang's eyebrows twitched slightly, and Lin Yang instantly understood, gently pulling the blanket up.

"According to Zi Huai, Donghai Hall and Mingguang Building have no major moves today; I'm worried they'll head straight for the hospital to deal with you."

"But I saw the Search Army actually stationing people here, so I'm relieved."

"This matter won't end that easily; the longer you remain unconscious, the more advantageous it is for the Six Harmonies Society."

"Tomorrow night I'll bring people to replace you; you've been wronged these past two days."

Having said that, Lin Yang strode out and left the room.

The ward fell back into silence, only the sound of breathing echoing.

Outside the window, the moon shone among sparse stars, the bright moon lofty and pure.

Moonlight streamed through the window onto the bed, making the blanket glow a sheet of snow‑white.

The slightly pale complexion rose and fell with the abdomen a few times, gradually regaining a hint of rosiness.

Su Yang opened his eyes a sliver, looking through the glass toward the doorway.

The Search Army and others stood like statues, immovable, even though it was deep night, showing no sign of fatigue.

He still scanned the coming and going doctors and nurses, his eyes showing a hint of scrutiny.

Jinshan City has a saying: better to summon Yama than to provoke a warlord.

Therefore, the hospital staff are extremely curious about Su Yang's ward, all wanting to know his condition.

However, with these gate guardians present, they dare not approach a single step.

As Su Yang's attending physician, his pressure is also immense.

Every day he is subjected to routine "inquiries" in rotation, forcing him to find a cure.

With supervisors in place, the Six Harmonies Society and others don't need to allocate many resources.

Su Yang knows his importance well, and also knows that Donghai Hall, though seemingly quiet on the surface, will surely devise ways to deal with him behind the scenes.

"Slept the whole day, my body is stiff from sleep." Su Yang cannot move, not even a simple turn.

If the weather weren't getting colder, my back would have to develop heat rash.

After a day and a half of rest, the injury hasn't healed yet, but it's gradually improving.

The speed of flesh's regeneration is faster than he imagined; in a few more days the lung wound will fully heal.

But Su Yang doesn't want it to get better so quickly; he now needs to stall as much as possible.

Thus, he conceived the idea of finding a substitute.

Even though using a substitute can easily expose flaws, Su Yang is confident he can make the stand‑in work!

The specifics depend on how daring Donghai Hall is.

At that thought, Su Yang quietly took out the slip of paper in his hand.

However, that movement immediately alarmed the guard outside the door.

"Hm?"

The Search Army near the glass caught the movement with a corner of his eye and snapped his head around.

Su Yang still looked sickly, as if he could die at any moment, his eyes showing deeper confusion.

At that moment, the Search Army beside him saw a strange color on his face and asked, "A Long, what's wrong?"

"I just… seemed to see him move?" A Long furrowed his brows.

"How could that be? It must be your hallucination. The doctors said surviving such severe injuries is already a miracle; how could you wake up so quickly?" the man said, shaking his head.

A Long neither confirmed nor denied, but he trusted his intuition and sight.

Defying superstition, he pushed open the door, went to the bedside and stared at the pale face, his doubt deepening further.

Su Yang's breathing was steady, his expression unchanged.

"A Long, come out, don't disturb his rest," the man reminded.

A Long touched Su Yang's neck, felt the steady pulse, and suddenly fell into self‑doubt.

"Strange…"

He shook his head and left, thinking perhaps he'd seen a ghost?

When calm returned, Su Yang opened his eyes a sliver again, a faint cold sweat beading on his palm.

He didn't expect the Search Army's vigilance to be so strong.

He only raised his hand slightly before being noticed.

He almost exposed himself.

Thus, his plan to find a stand‑in becomes extremely difficult.

These guys aren't as easy to fool as imagined.

"It seems as long as I don't wake, this surveillance won't end…" Su Yang thought to himself.

He pinched the paper in his hand, abandoning the thought of reading it.

So he closed his eyes and, after a while, fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next morning, a new day began.

Lin Yang, Zhao Xian and the others, as usual, arrived at the Black Market right on time to open for business.

Everyone sat around the table eating breakfast, enjoying the hard‑won tranquility.

"First batch of goods, how's the situation?" Lin Yang bit into a meat bun and sipped soy milk.

"They were taken exactly on schedule; I arrived an hour early to watch, about a dozen people came, plus three wagons," Hu Zi replied.

"Which faction's people, did you get a clear look?" Lin Yang continued to ask.

"It's too dark, couldn't see clearly."

Huzi shook his head, then suddenly seemed to recall something, and changed the subject: "But from their clothing, they don't seem to be from South City."

"Oh?" Lin Yang chewed twice, instantly intrigued, "What's wrong with their attire?"

"To be precise, it's the ornamentation on their garments; each hem bears a silver five‑pointed star. In my memory, South City forces never have that habit," Huzi said.

Five‑pointed star?

Lin Yang searched his mind carefully but found no related memory.

Zhao Xian, upon hearing the news, startled sharply and said gravely, "Did you see clearly?"

"The pickup spot had no lights, but last night's moon was unusually bright; the silver ornaments reflected so clearly that I saw them perfectly," Huzi nodded heavily.

Zhao Xian slowly set down the bun in his hand, his eyes flickering, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Lin Yang couldn't help his curiosity: "Hall Master Zhao knows their origin; perhaps you could tell us."

"If Huzi saw them clearly, they should be the Five Dragons Gang of East City."

"People from East City coming to South City to buy goods?" a Little Brother asked, his face showing doubt.

One should know that the two cities are Xu Yuan apart; a round trip usually consumes an entire day on the road.

Lin Yang nodded inwardly, "Not surprising; Jinshan City hosts dozens of Black Markets scattered everywhere. Whether selling goods or buying contraband, they inevitably choose a farther location."

"I want to know what kind of force the Five Dragons Gang is."

Zhao Xian explained, "The Five Dragons Gang originated from a small fishing village in East City. A group set out on an old fishing boat, masquerading as pirates under the banner of robbing the rich to aid the poor, and raided nearby large vessels."

"With sheer ferocity they secured the First Bucket of Gold; after gaining fame they recruited impoverished youths, expanding their business, and brought several fishing ports under their command."

"Later they dominated a region by charging a 'port crossing fee', then spent money to purchase several large fishing vessels, monopolizing half of East City's seafood trade."

"However, I heard that the port explosion a few days ago dealt a heavy blow to them."

"I didn't expect these people to surface in South City."

Lin Yang heard the word 'port' and couldn't help but furrow his brow.

Wasn't the explosion exactly the work of those two players?

Coinciding with the gun‑purchase incident, could they be trying to rally and seek revenge?