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Chapter 450 Master, Don't Force Me to Take Action 26
Less than two years later, Yao Zhan's grandmother passed away. From that moment on, Yao Zhan's last remaining family member was gone.

Guo Wei helped with all the arrangements for Yao Zhan's grandmother's funeral.

From then on, Yao Zhan regarded Guo Wei as his most respected mentor.

A few years later, Guo Wei was promoted. He was transferred and left that city.

Yao Zhan was an average student, and soon joined the army, becoming an ordinary soldier.

Military camps are off-limits to the generals, especially the lowest-ranking soldiers.

For several years, Yao Zhan worked diligently in the military camp, almost always at the forefront of the battlefield, and nearly lost his life several times.

He always remembered Guo Wei's kindness and wanted to visit his mentor after he obtained his military rank and merits, carrying with him the glory and the money that had multiplied several times over.

But before he could repay the kindness, he heard the news that the other party's entire family had been murdered.

Yu Muhuai stood to the side with his arms crossed, listening to Yao Zhan's suppressed sobs, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Finally, he let out a long sigh.

Yao Zhan vented his frustrations under the influence of alcohol, then stood up, wiped away his tears, and prepared to leave with Yu Muhuai.

Before leaving, he turned back one last time and murmured something under his breath.

"It will be ready soon, please wait a little longer."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked with Yu Muhuai toward the military camp.

While they were paying their respects to Guo Wei, a great deal of unrest was taking place in another part of Qingzhou Prefecture.

Boss Wu heard the report from his subordinate that very night.

"What? The Ghost Bandits suffered a crushing defeat, with only a few hundred escaping??"

The confidant bowed slightly. "Yes, Boss Wu."

"What are you all doing? Where are those men in Liang Xiaorong's army? Why didn't you pass this news on to the enemy? Are they all dead?"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Boss Wu couldn't help but curse and stomp his feet.

He was obese, with a large belly and at least three or four layers of chin.

Perhaps due to excessive nutrition and overactive sebum production, Mr. Wu has many pimples on his cheeks.

The fat on his face jiggled and trembled with his movements and speech.

The confidant replied, "I sent someone to check around the military camp. They're having a victory celebration banquet tonight. Everyone's there; our men won't have a chance to sneak in."

Boss Wu snorted heavily, "They're all useless! If they can't find those people, why don't they go find their families?"

Go to their houses now and arrest and lock them all up. We have leverage over them; they can't escape even if we leave them hanging!

"Yes!"

Two hours later, a trusted aide came to report.

"What? The house is completely empty??"

The confidant stammered, "Yes, yes."

"What's the use of keeping you around?"

Afterwards, Boss Wu vented his anger on the spot, this time stomping his feet and smashing everything around him that he could.

He quickly figured out the key point.

"Those idiots have definitely been discovered."

Mr. Wu frowned, his already small eyes now squeezed into slits.

"Oh no, I wonder if those idiots will reveal something."

After thinking for a moment, he turned to his men and ordered, "Send more men to closely monitor the situation inside and outside the military camp. Report back immediately if there is any news."

He then strode out of the room and went to his study.

Someone was fiddling with something on the bookshelf, and the bookshelf was moved to the sides.

He then fiddled with it a bit more, and the floor, which had originally looked perfectly sealed, began to move apart, revealing a hole large enough for his body to pass through.

At this moment, only Boss Wu was in the study.

When entering the vault, he would not allow anyone to stand around watching.

Even his most trusted confidants were not allowed to do it. As a result, whenever Boss Wu needed to move something, he had to do it himself, which always left him breathless with exhaustion.

Yu Muhuai: The daily life of a miser, a bittersweet experience.

It took him a long time to crawl out of the basement.

He took out two small but exquisite wooden boxes.

When one of the wooden boxes was opened, it contained two pieces of jade of excellent quality.

Either of these two pieces of jade is worth more than all the money Liang Xiaorong's family has accumulated over ten generations.

In another wooden box was a full stack of silver notes.

The amount in these banknotes is an astronomical figure that many people cannot even imagine.

He didn't know Yao Zhan, but he had heard of the name of the military commander who was leading the troops this time.

Because information is not shared among the different secret guards, and each is responsible for different tasks.

Therefore, Boss Wu was unaware that Yao Zhan was one of the people his master was currently focusing on protecting.

In his view, there is nothing in the world that money can't solve.

I had never met Leung Hiu-wing before because there was no need to.

The amount of money required to bribe someone will certainly vary depending on the official rank of that person.

Even someone as shrewd as Mr. Wu is meticulous in this regard.

After leaving the study, he gave instructions to his trusted confidant.

"Send someone to Jia Mingdao tomorrow and tell him that to celebrate the victory and defeat of the enemy, Boss Wu wants to host a banquet for all the soldiers and will hold a continuous feast in the city."

All soldiers will be invited to a banquet in the city at that time.

With Jia Mingdao's invitation, I'm sure those few military thugs won't refuse.

Jia Mingdao is the current prefect of Qingzhou Prefecture. Unlike Guo Wei, who is honest and upright, he was bribed by Boss Wu not long after taking office.

However, Jia Mingdao was unaware that Boss Wu had someone behind him and thought he just wanted to make money.

The confidant responded and then withdrew.

Mr. Wu took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling both tired and sleepy.

On his way back to his room, he muttered a few words to himself.

"Hmph, if Jia Mingdao can't handle it, then let's go to Guanhai Pavilion and have Ah Jiu send someone to kill them."

What a nuisance! A bunch of idiots from that island nation, they can't do anything without my help, huh?

"Hmph, trash."

Before dawn the next day, Boss Wu's men arrived at the prefect's residence and delivered the message to Jia Mingdao.

Although he didn't know Mr. Wu's specific intentions, Jia Mingdao guessed that it must be related to the great victory of the troops yesterday.

To collect money, to eliminate disasters for others.

It was just a matter of passing on a message, and Jia Mingdao quickly ordered his subordinates to do so.

Liang Xiaorong was still fast asleep on the training ground when he was shaken awake by his men.

Upon hearing that it was Mr. Wu, a salt merchant in the city, who was going to treat them to a meal, Liang Xiaorong, who was not yet fully sober, refused outright.

"That fat bastard, he actually wanted to ask me for a favor? Who knows?"

"General, this is a message from the Prefect."

Liang Xiaorong immediately regained her senses.

He frowned, let out a burp, and tried to process the events of the past two days with his somewhat sluggish mind.

"Fuck you, Jia Mingdao!"

Liang Xiaorong immediately covered her mouth to avoid revealing too much.

Because the traitor had been caught, almost no one else knew about it.

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