Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Juyi Building, top floor.

"Let's allocate funds from the Cushman's Office first," Shi Sheng said helplessly as he stood up, looking down at the city view below.

"Isn't there any other way?" Fang Dayi asked, watching Shi Sheng's retreating figure.

If it were just this once, it would be fine, but Fang Dayi knew... it wasn't.

As long as they don't leave the Six Doors, they can't live a carefree life.

He felt a pang of regret spending that money.

"How about we let the brothers earn some extra money?" Shi Sheng said helplessly as he turned around.

"That's a great idea." Fang Dayi's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

You can try it out for anything: carpentry, mining, dockworks, unloading.

“We also need to get into business,” Shi Sheng continued.

The old ways of collecting protection money and selling weapons... are no longer viable; we need to find legitimate ways to operate.

“Yes, timber or mines, I think either is fine.” Fang Dayi straightened up and nodded in agreement.

Their men are all former soldiers, so their obedience is beyond question, and coupled with their superhuman physical abilities, they have great potential.

We can no longer make quick money like before; we need to take a steady and pragmatic approach.

Fang Dayi and Shi Sheng both thought so.

But they seem to have forgotten how many years the rebel army has been abandoned.

Of course, it's not them who are suffering anyway, so it doesn't matter.

.......

Meanwhile, the Song family and Yingbinlou experienced firsthand what it felt like to make a fortune every day.

This gave them even more confidence in the Gu worms, and some nouveau riche had a real need for peach-faced worms.

The wives and concubines also had a great demand for male venom.

Everyone is ashamed to talk about vulgar things, but many people can't live without them.

Li Junsu, now outside the vortex, finally had time to cultivate properly.

In particular, the Fengdu Funeral Knife and the Yellow Springs and Azure Heaven Finger that Su An sent were...that really caught Li Junsu's eye.

He mastered both techniques with ease.

Days passed by one after another.

......

One month later, at the Six Doors, in the main hall.

"Good morning, boss." Su An rubbed his eyes as he stepped into the main hall and greeted Li Junsu, who was teasing Xue Ling.

"Good morning." Li Junsu lightly scratched Xue Ling's brow with his fingertips and looked at Su An.

Xue Ling also snapped out of her reverie and spread her wings towards Su An.

This means they're going to attack him.

Why did they have to come at this time of year?

"Boss, your pet is really handsome." Su An gave a thumbs up and praised.

Xue Ling then shifted her position in Li Junsu's arms and snuggled back into his embrace.

"Have Song Yang and the others come over later," Li Junsu instructed, patting Xue Ling's back.

“No problem, I’ll go right away.” Upon hearing this, Su An immediately stood up.

"Wait a minute, how's Ji Yun doing?" Li Junsu asked in return.

"Fortunately, he's been eating and drinking well at the inn all this time," Su An replied, scratching his head.

"I understand, you can go now." Li Junsu nodded, and Su An strode away as soon as he finished speaking.

“It’s time to bring Zhao An back.” Li Junsu murmured as he looked at the letter from Zhao An, who had thoroughly investigated the coastal area.

A familiar touch came, and Li Junsu looked at the big white ball in his arms.

"Stop biting." Li Junsu tapped Xue Ling's head and laughed.

Seeing that Li Junsu was no longer distracted, Xue Ling leaned closer to him again.

Anyway, you're not allowed to get distracted when you're playing with me. Xue Ling stomped on Li Junsu's thigh with a bit of arrogance.

......

"My lord, the person has arrived." Su An's voice preceded his arrival.

"Lord Li, how have you been?" Song Yang greeted him sincerely as soon as he stepped into the hall.

He was truly riding high; in his eyes, Li Junsu was a living god of wealth.

He had decided that if Juyilou took any action, he would immediately make a big fuss and alert the military commander here.

The God of Wealth cannot be harmed in the slightest.

"Lord Li, how have you been?" Feng Fan was much more composed, but his spirited demeanor revealed that he was also very happy.

"How's business lately?" Li Junsu tapped the table and asked.

"Sir, here is the account book." Song Yang immediately stepped forward and handed over the account book with both hands, afraid of being too slow.

Li Junsu took the ledger, glanced through it, and then closed it.

"Very good, keep up the good work, and it's not impossible to get a bigger share later." Li Junsu said softly.

Song Yang's smile deepened.

Afterwards, Li Junsu exchanged pleasantries with Song Yang and the others.

After watching Song Yang and Feng Fan leave, Li Junsu looked at Su An.

"The He family... can come over now," Li Junsu said softly.

"Yes." Su An stood up and cupped his hands in greeting.

"It's time to pay a visit to the local tyrant," Li Junsu said, looking at the sky outside the hall with a half-smile.

.......

Meanwhile, the Juyi Tower on the other side also became happy.

Although the gang members were full of complaints, the people in charge below wouldn't tolerate it. What, you've taken the money but aren't going to do any work?

In particular, these gang members were used to being domineering and tyrannical, and they openly skipped work, which made the small business owners in Lingdong hate them. As a result, in order to deal with Fang Dayi and Shi Sheng, the manager had no choice but to bite the bullet and hand over his own private savings.

This led to the managers and the followers growing to dislike each other.

Now, the manager won't be all smiles and loyalty to you anymore.

Get the hell out there and get to work.

In the eyes of the gang members, this was a sign of the leader's lack of loyalty. What happened to the promise of eating big fish and meat together and dating pretty girls?

Did Fang Dayi and Shi Sheng not know about these things?

Fang Dayi certainly knew, but for the sake of money, he chose not to know.

Shi Sheng, on the other hand, felt that it was worthwhile to use this opportunity to eliminate a group of unnecessary members and refine the strength of Juyilou.

But he forgot that once people's hearts are scattered, it's difficult to bring them back together.

Shi Sheng's vision also shifted from conquering the world to the small place of Juyilou.

If someone were to say that Wang Hai would worry about money, then whether they are a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world) or an ordinary person, they would laugh their heads off.

But that's the reality; otherwise, the four major sword sects wouldn't need to set up outer sects.

Odd jobs, caravan duties, and cannon fodder are not positions that inner disciples should be assigned.

The practice of outer disciples supporting inner disciples, though cruel, is effective.

Unless it's a sect like the Supreme Sect or Sword Mountain that takes an extreme elite approach, there will always be a need for one side to make sacrifices.

Jian Cang's attitude towards Jian Wu was simply that as long as he didn't starve, that was fine.

However, Juyilou, out of loyalty and righteousness, did not make such a clear distinction.

Ordinary members are members, and those who retreat from the rebel army are also members; the only one everyone recognizes is the leader.

This is the limitation of Juyilou, and also the limitation of ordinary people in the martial arts world.

Loyalty is in my heart; if something happens, even talismans can't connect me.

This is why everyone can refer to the Eighth Gang on the Seventh Floor.

Just a rabble.