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Chapter 1315 Chapter 237. Not running away is considered passing
"My dear daughter, have you eaten on time and listened to your mother...what's wrong?"

Joan touched the goose bumps on her arm and said, "This is so corny..."

Who would have thought that Harding, who only wore leather armor and looked fierce all day, would be so gentle to his family?
That was why Harding deliberately waited until everyone had left before coming.

"Forget it. No matter how deep a father's love for his daughter is, it's not corny." Looking at the embarrassed Harding, Joan lowered her head and continued to write the letter, hiding the envy on her face.

Father’s love was a very distant thing to her. She only remembered a blurry and tall figure always busying around, while her young self was sitting beside him. Occasionally, he would come to her side and say something in her ear that she could not hear clearly even if she tried hard.

"... Stop hanging out with those bad boys. You're a girl, you should have girls'... What's wrong, boss?"

“There’s no room.”

Joan said, pointing to the parchment.

Harding smiled innocently: "Forget it then..."

Joan put down her quill and picked up the parchment and shook it. "How long have you been out?"

"It seems like five or six months..."

"So long?" Joan paused. "Don't you want to go back and take a look?"

Harding said that there were more wolves than meat in the Broken Mines area, and they were always fighting each other. It was not easy to sneak in.

"Follow our Freedom Gang, and I will take you home later." Joan promised.

"Thank you, boss!"

Lies are everywhere in gangs, but at least at this moment, Harding believed it.

"Give me the letter." Joan held out her hand to Harding.

"Boss, you've been tired all night. I'll just give it to the merchant."

"Who said to give it to the merchant?"

Harding was stunned: "If we don't give it to the merchants, then... how do we send it out?"

"How do you know that we should trust the merchant to deliver the letter to us after receiving the money instead of just dumping the letter into the fire and then telling us that it has been delivered?" Joan almost choked.

The Golden City doesn't even have a messenger.

Only after Joan promised to deliver the letter did Harding hand it to him, making sure his letter was on top.

Joan couldn't help but change her opinion of this flattering yet ruthless guy... It turns out that everyone has a soft spot in their heart.

"Don't worry, I have a way to send it out."

Joan found a sack, poured all the letters into it, ignored Harding's resentful look, and walked out of the mine.

"Boss Joan!"

The patrol guard stiffened his body.

Joan asked them to keep warm and take turns on duty, which earned them gratitude. However, she was just worried that they would be sleepy in the second half of the night and would not be able to react if something happened.

Picking up a torch, Joan walked out of the basin, the light behind her becoming faint and hazy.

She stood in the snowy night, holding the scales, and calling out Ilimayas's real name.

The snowflakes that were swirling and falling like pieces of fluff gradually became chaotic and disorderly, and then suddenly scattered - a huge object landed in front of Joan.

Joan held up the sack and said, "Sister Ilimoyas, please help me take these letters to Captain Ryan and have them deliver them to these addresses."

Elimoas extended her claws.

Taking advantage of the rare tender moment, Joan asked, "Sister Ilimoyas, where is your softest spot?" Ilimoyas's vertical pupils seemed to glare at her, and then wiped away the traces, and by the way, threw Joan out and rolled her several times.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Why are you still angry..."

Joan grumbled, brushed the snow off her body, picked up the torch and returned to the basin.

Entering the gang leader's shed, Joan put a few pieces of coal into the stove, looked out the window at her men patrolling from time to time, and spent the first fulfilling night in the Broken Mine.

……

As Joan fell into a deep sleep in the shed, thirty miles away in Mount Teyvat, two men, whose bodies were blue with cold, were kicked down in front of a brazier.

"Are you fucking lying to me? How could a woman, and a warrior at that, come here!" The burly man with a wolf's head sneered.

The World Gang members who escaped from Hyjal Ditch fell to the ground and cried, "Really, Lord Wolf King! That woman is so powerful that she is immune to the leader's powerful spells!"

The second in command and think tank nearby analyzed, "What he said should be true. Albert only knows a few dirty tricks. If the sneak attack fails, any soldier can kill him."

"So there really is a woman?" the sturdy man thought.

"Really? He's even better at fighting than the previous boss of the Fire Dragon Gang. He rushed over and smashed the gang leader's head!"

The wolf-skinned man walked up to the gang members, looked down and said, "Then why did you come to see me?"

"I'm here to tell you something - Lord Wolf King, Albert was my boss, and he died tragically!"

The wolf-skinned man pondered, and the second in command asked him, "Boss, do you want to intervene?"

"Albert is my brother who fought side by side with me. His legacy is naturally inherited by me. As for his hatred..."

He called his men outside the cave and dragged away the two people who brought the news.

"Send it to the mine."

The howling sound faded away, and the wolf-skinned man showed a sinister smile: "...It depends on whether that woman is smart enough."

……

"What are you fighting for? Are you humans or dogs? If you don't line up properly, you'll all be doomed when the gang leader comes! Don't be fooled by the gang leader who seems easy to talk to. She eats a human leg every day!"

Harding yelled at the workers to restore order. Not long after, Joan came in yawning, saw the workers lined up honestly and praised: "Well... you did a good job."

The workers looked at him with fear in their eyes.

Nothing can make people more energetic than a hearty meal in the morning. Without Harding's urging, the workers picked up their pickaxes and carried oil lamps and stepped deep into the mine. Soon, bursts of chaotic knocking sounds were heard.

Joan examined the men standing before her.

The original Fire Dragon Gang had a total of eight members including the gang leader. When the enemy attacked, three of them, including the gang leader, died.

Joan hadn't reacted yet at the time, and by the time she came to her senses, the body had already been dragged away by the vagrants.

Harding and the others were thinking that those guys were really unlucky. They fell down before dawn and didn't even leave a body.

After a night of expansion, the Freedom Gang now has 20 more gang members. Including the six or seven gang members from Shanghaigargou, it is already a fairly large gang on the outskirts of the mining area.

There is no need for too many words to boost morale. Harding and the others just need to show the money they received yesterday, which will naturally make the new gang members full of expectations.

After winning people's hearts, the next step is to fight for territory.

After all, she has to support so many people and improve their salaries. Even if Joan, the gang leader, doesn't want anything, the daily expenses for all of them is a huge sum - she still owes the slave trader 30 gold nars.

So Joan even skipped the training. She felt that they didn't have enough time to train the laborers into soldiers, so as long as they could hold the weapon and not run away, they would be qualified!

(End of this chapter)