Once he became aware of the boy’s feelings, the atmosphere of daily life turned exceedingly awkward.
At breakfast, the whole family sat together at the table. Azure Dragon had forgotten to button his shirt, leaving a broad expanse of his chest exposed. Xiao Man lowering her head was one thing—but even Liu Yi turned his face away, forgetting to chew the egg roll in his mouth, crumbs falling in scattered bits onto the floor.
Azure Dragon had raised the two of them as his own younger siblings and believed himself entirely free of improper thoughts. Yet somehow, without realizing when it happened, he had become the shared idol of both siblings. Troubled, he found himself unable to show concern or affection naturally, clutching his collar like a modest young lady. “What are you staring at? Eat.”
He could somewhat understand Xiao Man’s admiration. A young girl just coming of age, with budding romantic feelings and limited contact with men, transferring her affections to her elder brother was not unusual. In time, once she met more men outside, it would pass.
But Liu Yi’s feelings gave him a far greater headache.
He did not want Liu Yi to become the “Rabbit Lord” that people like A’Ying mocked, nor did he want A’Ying’s dagger to truly be turned upon Liu Yi’s manhood. He wanted to speak with Liu Yi again, but the boy, like a wild creature in the forest, instinctively sensed danger—each time he saw Azure Dragon, he bolted as if he had seen a ghost.
Xiao Man, at least, remained obedient. Every day she practiced singing and dancing at home with her vocal instructor, still calling him Eldest openly and without hesitation. At eighteen, she was in the bloom of youth—graceful and refined.
Azure Dragon spent money to arrange for a small entertainment company in Tsim Sha Tsui to produce a record for her, hoping to test the waters.
The record was quickly released.
The company was too small, the production mediocre, and the promotion insufficient—the sales were dismal. However, word spread that the singer was the younger sister of the notorious Azure Dragon Boss of the Gaau Lung Walled City. Idlers and troublemakers flocked to record shops to gawk.
On the cover poster, Xiao Man wore twin braids, sitting amidst a field of baby’s breath flowers, delicate and charming—utterly captivating.
Many lecherous men printed copies to take home for their nightly amusement. Some rival gangs even plastered the posters outside their own brothels to attract customers…
A’Ying led men to smash the rival establishment. After causing a great commotion, he confiscated all the copied posters and brought them back to show Azure Dragon.
The posters were covered in obscene drawings and vulgar graffiti.
When Xiao Man saw them from upstairs, she rushed down in tears, tore them apart, and hid herself in her room. From then on, she refused to see even her vocal instructor and never sang again.
She also stopped going out.
No matter how Azure Dragon tried to persuade her, she would not come out. Because she secretly admired him, seeing such filth exposed before him made her feel even more ashamed to face him.
In the end, it was Liu Yi who climbed in through the window. The siblings stayed inside together for a long, long time. Eventually, Liu Yi covered Xiao Man’s face with his jacket and led her out, telling Azure Dragon he would take her out to get some air.
Azure Dragon agreed, though he wanted to send bodyguards along. Liu Yi refused firmly—those guards had seen the defiled posters, and he feared their presence would only worsen Xiao Man’s distress.
The two siblings went out hand in hand at dusk and did not return by midnight.
Azure Dragon grew frantic, nearly mobilizing the entire gang to search for them.
Suddenly, a tall short-haired girl rode up on a motorcycle with a roaring engine, shouting from outside the villa:
“Hey! Azure Dragon Boss! Come out! Your brother broke his leg!”
The short-haired girl—whom Azure Dragon later learned was Liu Yi’s “rumored girlfriend,” Cui Dong Dong—led Azure Dragon and his men to a nearby hospital.
On the way, she explained: at the racetrack, a racer had insulted Xiao Man using the poster incident. Liu Yi, angered, challenged him to a race. The other racer nearly crashed into a truck, and Liu Yi jumped off his bike to save him.
The other guy was fine.
Liu Yi, the “iron-brained fool”, ended up fracturing his leg.
Azure Dragon was slightly displeased at her calling his brother that—but upon seeing Liu Yi’s bruised and battered face in the ward… if not an iron-brained fool, then what?
Liu Yi’s leg had already been set in a cast. Seeing Azure Dragon enter, he guiltily turned his face away.
Xiao Man stood nearby, teary-eyed and distressed, her dress dirty as if she had also taken a fall.
Looking at the two siblings, Azure Dragon felt like sighing at the heavens.
Being the eldest was no easy task—and he was doing an especially poor job of it.
Letting Xiao Man release a record had been his foolish idea. Buying Liu Yi a motorcycle had been another.
While he was reflecting, A’Ying arrived, dragged the racer out from a corner of the ward, and began beating him, even threatening to snap a finger as compensation.
“Stop!” Liu Yi struggled upright. “He already apologized! My broken leg isn’t his fault!”
“If not his, then whose?!” A’Ying continued striking him. “You dare provoke the brother and sister of Xiao Qi Hall’s boss?! What filthy things did you say about our girl? I’ll burn your throat—”
“It is your fault!” Liu Yi shouted, interrupting him. “The brothel posting Xiao Man’s posters belongs to Ding Sheng Society! A few days ago, you colluded with an inspector outside the city and robbed their goods—now they’re taking revenge on Xiao Man!”
A’Ying’s face darkened instantly.
Black-eating-black was a grave offense in the jianghu.
“Who fed you that nonsense?!” he snarled, pulling out his dagger.
“A’Ying! Stop!” Azure Dragon barked.
“You believe him?!” A’Ying shot back.
“Put the knife away. Enough.”
Reluctantly, A’Ying released the racer, who scrambled behind Liu Yi’s bed.
Azure Dragon frowned. “Children’s words—why take them seriously? When have I not trusted you? This is a hospital, not a battleground. Take your men and leave.”
A’Ying glared viciously before leaving with his men.
The racer, still trembling, spoke up: “Azure Dragon Boss, I’m not lying… My boss is from Ding Sheng Society—he told me himself…”
“I’ll investigate,” Azure Dragon said calmly. “But your apology doesn’t erase responsibility. My brother’s medical expenses are yours to bear.”
The racer bowed repeatedly and fled.
Left alone, Azure Dragon comforted Xiao Man, guiding her to sit beside Liu Yi’s bed.
“You’ve suffered. I’ve already sent people to collect every poster in the city. Anyone who dares speak against you will answer to Xiao Qi Hall. Liu Yi and I both care about you. Don’t be too upset, alright?”
“Thank you, Eldest,” Xiao Man said tearfully. “I’m not upset about that anymore… I’m upset about Liu Yi’s leg.”
Azure Dragon shared that concern. He examined Liu Yi’s injuries and pressed lightly on the cast.
“Does it hurt?”
“It’s all A’Ying’s fault!” Liu Yi snapped stubbornly.
Azure Dragon sighed. “Don’t contradict your Brother Ying in front of outsiders.”
“But he was wrong!” Liu Yi insisted. “He caused Xiao Man to be targeted!”
“He once risked his life to save you. Whatever he’s done, you should still give him face. You’ve joined the gang—he’s your boss now. Even if he’s wrong, you don’t call him out publicly.”
“So you won’t deal with him?!” Liu Yi pressed.
Azure Dragon felt irritation rising. “That’s my responsibility. You focus on recovering. No leaving the house until your leg heals. And no more riding motorcycles.”
Liu Yi exploded in anger like a young tiger—resentful of favoritism, of injustice, of being confined, and of losing his beloved motorcycle.
Azure Dragon wanted to stay and comfort him—but hardened his heart and left.
Perhaps if Liu Yi grew angry enough, he would forget those inappropriate feelings.
Later, Azure Dragon investigated the black-eating-black matter—but halfway through, he chose not to dig deeper.
He already knew enough.
A’Ying also understood he had crossed the line. Soon, he handed over a subordinate, who confessed and compensated Ding Sheng Society with goods and two fingers.
Azure Dragon personally visited to apologize and mediate. The matter was settled.
Still, it weighed on his mind.
At year’s end, instead of buying A’Ying the promised car, he gave him cash—both honoring his word and issuing a warning.
A’Ying accepted it with a grin and became noticeably more restrained the following year.
A’Ying, at least, was manageable.
Liu Yi was not.
Barely half a month into recovery, Liu Yi twisted bedsheets into a rope, escaped through a second-floor window, and went riding around the city with Cui Dong Dong—his casted leg sticking out proudly.
They crashed again avoiding a stray cat, both ending up bruised and battered.
Too afraid to go home, they hid at Cui Dong Dong’s place—only to be captured that night by Azure Dragon himself.
This time, Liu Yi was confined to a windowless ground-floor room.
Three days later, he loosened a brick in the wall and dug himself a dog-hole to escape again.
The next time, he was locked up for two full months—until his leg fully healed.
By then, his once-wild demeanor had dulled. Sitting quietly at breakfast, long-haired and pale, he almost resembled Xiao Man—like a pair of sisters.
Azure Dragon personally took him out, got his hair cut, and bought him new clothes.
He had grown taller—almost matching Azure Dragon’s height. In the mirror, he looked youthful yet strikingly handsome.
Azure Dragon felt pleased.
Liu Yi, however, pulled faces and picked at his eye gunk instead.
After nearly three months of confinement, Liu Yi seemed to have forgotten his earlier feelings.
He clung to Azure Dragon’s arm again, carefree and talkative as before.
But in matters of romance, he had overcorrected—frequently visiting brothels with Cui Dong Dong.
Yes—Cui Dong Dong herself frequented brothels.
Azure Dragon was exasperated but refrained from interfering directly.
Instead, he investigated her further.
She was mature beyond her years—skilled in both fighting and accounting. At just sixteen or seventeen, she already managed her small gang efficiently and earned substantial money through street racing.
Impressed yet concerned, Azure Dragon personally invited her to join Xiao Qi Hall—offering investment and autonomy.
She accepted.
Soon, she became a regular visitor to Azure Dragon’s villa.
She even cooked a full meal for the household, earning high praise from both Xiao Man and Azure Dragon.
Seeing her praised, Liu Yi grew envious and secretly asked her for advice, even attempting to cook at home himself.
One evening, as Azure Dragon’s car approached the villa, thick smoke rose ahead.
The air smelled of burning.
“Where’s the fire?” he wondered.
The driver leaned out—then froze.
“…Master… it’s our house.”
Azure Dragon rushed out of the car.
A maid had pulled Xiao Man outside in panic. The housekeeper and servants had jumped into the pool to escape the flames.
And Liu Yi—the culprit—sat in the pool as well…
…with a charred chef’s apron on his head.
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