Lord of Puro

Chapter 603: Deceiving the world and stealing fame
Qiqiu City, laboratory.

Li Banfeng held up an experimental report and pointed out a mistake: "My dear, there is not no light in the wormhole. I can see the road and the people around the road."

The record player took the report and compared the data: "Husband, did you really see it at that time, or did you sense it through technique?"

Li Banfeng recalled the process at that time: "I am sure I saw it. At that time, I didn't use any skills, not even the Taoist talent.

We should have taken the projector in to check it out, but he was not mentally stable at the time."

The record player also wanted to go in and take a look: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, and I feel unwilling to do so, but my soul is unstable. If I go in rashly..."

"Don't worry, my lady. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. You must believe me on this matter. There is indeed light in the wormhole."

The record player rearranged the equation: "If there is light, you should be able to see the gap between the first and second hidden bridges. If you extend a rope from this gap, you should be able to pull the people under the bridge onto the bridge.

It's just that it will take some effort to make this rope. My husband, the materials for making the rope may not be easy to buy, and the cost is not low, so you have to make plans in advance."

Li Banfeng was not worried: "He Jiaqing has basically paid off all the things. I helped Shen Jingye so much, he should also do something."

Not only did Shen Jingye benefit from the settlement of the accounts, but He Jiaqing himself also made a lot of money. Under the coordination of Li Banfeng, more than 20 businesses under his control opened one after another, and his economic situation improved.

If you have money, you should expand your business. If you have a hundred businesses, even if thirty of them are taken over by others, it will not hurt you. This is the business principle that He Jiaqing has always adhered to.

But the prerequisite for implementing this principle is to have manpower, and it cannot be ordinary manpower, but capable and powerful generals under your command.

Fortunately, his old subordinates and new backbones performed well. In less than a month, sixteen new stores were opened in various parts of Provins.

He Jiaqing walked around each shop one by one, and paid special attention to the newly opened silk shop by Datou. The silk shop was located on Fuxiang Avenue in Lvshui City, across the street from Paramount, and was the most prosperous area in Lvshui City.

It is not easy to open a shop here. Datou's silk shop is not small, with three rooms inside and outside, and two floors. It not only sells cloth, but also ready-made clothes.

He Jiaqing was very satisfied and rewarded Datou generously: "Brother, life in Provo is not as good as in other states. There is no TV or mobile phone at night. You are still wronged by following me."

Datou really didn't feel wronged. Dozens of people in the silk shop had to bow to him when they saw him: "This kind of dignity can only be obtained in Pro Province. Jiaqing, I can be where I am today, all thanks to you."

"Brothers, let's not talk about this. I think we can run something else with this farm. It's a pity to only do clothing business with such a big shop. Why don't we do...what's wrong with your leg?"

When the two of them were going up the stairs, He Jiaqing noticed that there was something wrong with Datou's steps.

"It's okay. I was a little anxious walking yesterday and sprained my ankle."

In other states, Datou's registered level with the Dark Star Bureau was a fifth-level fighter.

But Datou’s entry-level medicine is a family heirloom. He is not a fighter, he is a serious martial artist.

When they were in other states, Datou and He Jiaqing took a lot of medicinal pills, and with his diligent practice, his cultivation had already reached the sixth level.

After coming to Pro Province, He Jiaqing provided a lot of elixirs, and Datou has now become 70% of a martial artist.

A seventh-level martial artist sprained his ankle while walking? Who would believe this?
"Brother, what's going on? Tell me the truth!"

After repeated questioning, Datou told the truth.

It was not easy to take over this silk shop. This shop originally belonged to the Su family, and the Su family was considered one of the most powerful families in Lushui City. However, due to some frictions with the Qingyun Society, the business was seriously affected, so they gave up this shop.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Qingyun Society was looking for trouble with the Su family because it wanted this silk shop, but they didn't expect that Datou would pay a high price to snatch the shop away. This incident angered Han Yaomen, the boss of the Qingyun Society.

He personally led people to plot against Datou, who was a frontline backbone of the Dark Star Bureau and had a really strong ability to respond. He escaped from Han Yaomen and saved his life, but injured a leg.

He Jiaqing stood at the staircase on the second floor with his hands behind his back, bent over, and looked towards the door: "This shop is good, and it looks prosperous by the feng shui. No wonder Han Yaomen has been thinking about it.

Big Head, bear with it for today. No matter how Qingyun tries to stir up trouble, just don't get involved."

Datou felt that this was not right. If he allowed Qingyun to bully them, he would end up like the Su family and would have to give away the shop sooner or later.

He Jiaqing said with a smile: "We are different from the Su family. We are different from any other family. We need to change these problems of Prozhou."

On that day, some people from the Qingyun Society really came to cause trouble. A few thugs came in to choose fabrics, and they looked at and touched each piece of fabric, leaving mud and oil stains all over the fabric.

After selecting for a whole day, these hooligans didn't buy anything. The customers in the store were scared away and customers outside didn't dare to come in.

Under normal circumstances, Big Head would have kicked them out long ago.

But He Jiaqing told him not to do it and he endured it until closing time in the evening.

A few hooligans successfully disrupted the business of the silk shop. Today they had made a contribution, so they went to the gambling house across the street to find the owner to collect their reward.

The owner of the gambling house was a traitor from the Qingyun Society, a so-called middle-level figure. He gave these hooligans a bounty:
"Come back tomorrow and make more trouble. Beat up a few of his men and destroy a batch of his cloth. Force them to fight you.
Remember, as soon as they start to attack you, you should lie on the ground and let them hit you and kick you. If you get hurt, the more serious the injury, the bigger the reward I will give you!"

The hooligans happily took the reward money and went to the silk shop early the next morning.

Datou gritted his teeth in hatred and asked He Jiaqing: "Are you still going to endure it?"

He Jiaqing leaned on the handrail of the stairs and looked at the situation in the hall: "I can't bear it today. I will beat them up, but I won't hurt their lives."

A thug pointed at He Jiaqing and cursed: "What the hell are you looking at? Haven't you seen your grandfather?"

He Jiaqing said to Datou, "This guy needs to be beaten into a cripple so that he can't walk anymore."

The gangster on the first floor shouted, "What did you just say? Say it again so I can hear it."

Datou jumped down from the second floor, grabbed the gangster by the hair, pinned him to the ground, and stepped on his leg, breaking it. "He just said that you will never be able to walk again."

The gangster cried, "You hit me? You dare to hit me? Do you know who I am..."

Click!

Big Head also stepped on the gangster's other leg and broke it.

The thug passed out from the pain, and the remaining thugs shouted: "The boss here is beating people, what kind of business is this? Come and see..."

Before he could finish his words, all the gangster's teeth flew out.

Seeing that the big boss had taken action, several gangsters in the silk shop became busy and grabbed the thugs and started beating them.

These thugs had no skills and could not withstand the beating. In less than ten minutes, they were thrown on the street with bruises all over their bodies.

They lay on the ground, crying and shouting for a long time, but no one paid any attention to them. They could only support each other and go to the gambling house.

The gambling house owner said yesterday that getting beaten is considered a great merit, and the more serious the injury, the greater the reward.

They were badly injured today, and several of them were left disabled. But when they thought about the amount of the bounty, they didn't feel as much pain.

The gambling house was deserted, perhaps because we arrived too early and business hadn’t started yet.

When they arrived at the lobby, everyone looked around but still couldn't see anyone. The gangster with a broken leg was crawling on the ground. His line of sight was lower than others, so he was the first to see the person.

"Under the table, they are all lying there!"

Why are they all under the table?
The gangster leaned over and shouted for a long time. There were indeed many people lying under the table, but no one responded.

The hooligans were scared, and the leader dragged a man out from under the table, only to find that the man's head was missing.

Even if two more were dragged out, there would still be no heads.

The hooligans were so frightened that they crawled out of the gambling house, shouting as they ran: "The head is gone, where is the head, where is the head..."

The heads were placed at the entrance of the Qingyun Club headquarters, one by one, in front of Han Yaomen.

Han Yaomen gritted his teeth and said, "He Jiaqing, if you want to kill me, don't blame me for being merciless!"

……

Outside Green Water City, in a private house, He Jiaqing was making tea for the thief master Xiao Qianshou.

Xiao Qianshou picked up the teacup, took a sip, shook his head and said, "The heat is wrong, the tea is too bitter, little bastard, did you take what I asked you to do seriously?"

He Jiaqing boiled a pot of water again: "Grandfather, I remember your instructions every day, how dare I not take them seriously?"

"I asked you to look up the formula for the medicinal powder, but there has been no news so far. I heard that you had a fight with the Qingyun Society?"

He Jiaqing changed a box of tea leaves: "It's all a small matter, don't worry about it, this is the new foreign black tea that my tea shop has purchased, you can try it."

"No, I can't get used to drinking foreign tea." Xiao Qianshou pushed the cup aside and said to He Jiaqing, "Do you think these gangs in Pro Province are easy to deal with?"

This topic seemed to be unavoidable, He Jiaqing nodded slightly and said: "Yes, I didn't take Qingyun Club seriously. Han Yaomen only has seven floors of land, why should I give in to him?"

"The Han Yao Sect is indeed only a seventh-tier sect, but the Qing Yun Society is not that simple. This sect has a long history and a deep foundation.
Han Yaomen's master is a famous cultivator in the clouds, and he is also a local god. Behind his master there are other backers, layer by layer, you don't know how many people are implicated.

All the gangs that can stand firm in Provo have a complicated background. Is it worth it for you to stir up this hornet's nest just for a little business matter?"

He Jiaqing nodded repeatedly: "Grandpa, I will remember your words."

Xiao Qianshou sighed, "I trusted you at first because I felt that you were scheming and cunning, and you were able to keep things secret.
You are a person who can accomplish great things, so don't let a small thing ruin the overall situation."

"How can this be a trivial matter? This is the He family's business." He Jiaqing brought the tea to Xiao Qianshou.

Xiao Qianshou frowned and asked, "Is the He family's matter so important?"

He Jiaqing smiled and said, "How can it not be important? I am from the He family."

"You bastard, are you trying to choke me on purpose?" Xiao Qianshou's face darkened.

He Jiaqing quickly apologized: "Grandfather, how dare I? I've been busy lately and I didn't speak in a proper manner. Please don't blame me."

After making this pot of tea, He Jiaqing said he had to take care of business and took the opportunity to leave.

Xiao Qianshou placed the teacup on his fingertips and played with it back and forth.

After playing with it for a while, Xiao Qianshou suddenly laughed and said, "You bastard, you really think you are a big shot. Do you really think I look up to you?
If I hadn't lost my hands, there would be some things you wouldn't have to do.

The first hand is too hard to find, Xie Juncong is old, and the others are useless. I think you are the most suitable. Since you don't listen to me, let's make the best use of it."

……

The main hall of Qingyun Club is also called the Dragon Head Hall.

The head of Qingyun Society, also known as Uncle Longtou.

Han Yaomen, the leader of the Dragon Head Society, gathered thirty elite members from various branches of the Qingyun Society and had them gather in the Dragon Head lobby that evening. Their only mission was to burn down the silk shop on Fuxiang Avenue.

"If I can't take over this shop, no one can interfere. As long as this thing is done tonight, those who want money will get money, those who want land will get land, and those who want a wife will get a wife. You can choose according to the rules of the gang!"

This is the rule of the Qingyun Society. They do not specify any reward for doing things, but instead set a range and let the disciples choose for themselves.

Of course, you have to be prudent when choosing a reward. If you have made a great contribution and want to choose the singing queen Jiang Mengting as your wife, that would be a different matter.

All that needed to be said was made clear, and the thirty elite soldiers set out for the silk shop and returned in less than ten minutes.

Everyone in the headquarters was still wondering how they got back?
Normally it takes more than an hour to walk from Longtou Lobby to Fuxiang Avenue. These people have cultivated themselves, so they naturally walk faster than ordinary people, but it still takes at least half an hour to go back and forth.

Besides, they didn’t go shopping, they went to set a fire, how come they came back so soon?

By the time Han Yaomen opened the wooden box in the middle of the lobby, his men understood.

There were 30 human heads in the box. He Jiaqing wrote on the lid of the box: "I've sent the people back to you."

Han Yaomen was furious. He brought his men and went straight to the He family to fight to the death. However, Yue Hongliang, an old man in the gang, stopped him.

"Boss, you can't go. If you go, our gang will be gone."

Han Yaomen said angrily: "What are you talking about? Are you scared?"

Yue Hongliang shook his head and said, "Boss, I am over seventy years old this year. I have lived through so many bloody years. What should I be afraid of? I am just worried about our gang!"

Han Yaomen sat in his chair without saying anything. Yue Hongliang took the opportunity to send the others away: "Boss, we just sent people out, and He Jiaqing took their heads. Don't you understand this situation?"

Han Yaomen thought for a moment and said, "Is there a traitor in the gang?"

Yue Hongliang nodded: "There must be some traitors, but I don't know how many there are."

Han Yaomen stood up and said, "We can't take this matter lightly. Let's get rid of the traitor first, and then we can deal with He Jiaqing."

Yue Hongliang lit up his pipe and took a puff. "Boss, I think it's best to think about this matter in the long run. In the near future, we shouldn't look for He Jiaqing again."

"Why?" Han Yaomen pounded the table. "Can you swallow this anger?"

"Boss, He Jiaqing came with bad intentions. How many of us did he kill for a silk shop?

Think about what he did before? He was lying in a hospital in another state pretending to be dead, and he hid himself in the state of Provo, daring not to see the light. When have you ever seen him so crazy?
There is something going on here, something we don’t know about. We can’t guess what He Jiaqing is going to do. In this situation, it’s best for us to stay away.”

"Hiding..." Han Yaomen gritted his teeth, "If I hide, I will lose face for Qingyun Society."

"He Jiaqing is a member of the He family. The He family is the most powerful family in Pro Province. It's not shameful for us to hide from him."

"Then didn't our brothers die in vain?"

"Boss, I've been in the gang for so many years, I know how many of our brothers have died. They're dead, so there's not many who have ever been truly avenged. Just find an excuse to cover it up." The words were unpleasant to hear, but the logic was correct. Han Yaomen found an excuse to get over the matter first, and then began to concentrate on cleaning out the traitors in the gang.

He had just found out a group of people, but before he could take action, these people received the news in advance and all ran away.

Han Yaomen was furious and ordered all the gangs to find all the young men in the family and leave no one alive.

Two days later, Han Yaomen received another box of human heads. The traitor's family was not found, and two branches of the Qingyun Society were destroyed.

Han Yaomen was dumbfounded, and Yue Hongliang didn't expect it either.

Before, I thought that if I couldn't afford to offend someone, I could just avoid them. But now I realize that I can't avoid them even if I want to.

The next night, Han Yaomen received another wooden box, and two more gangs were destroyed.

It seems that He Jiaqing did not come for the silk shop, he came for Qingyun Club!

Han Yaomen panicked and called together several key members of the gang to come up with ideas.

Everyone wanted to fight He Jiaqing to the end, but the old man Yue Hongliang came up with another suggestion: "Ask the eldest sister of the He family to come forward and mediate between the two sides. If there is any grudge, put it on the table and make it clear. If we can calm things down, we will accept the loss."

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Han Yaomen was not convinced: "Haven't we suffered enough?"

Yue Hongliang stopped talking. The superiority of his methods was all in the open. What could you do if you were not convinced?

After hesitating for two days and losing two more gangs, Han Yaomen went to Xindi, found He Yuxiu with generous gifts, and asked her to come forward to mediate.

He Yuxiu looked at her own land, looking somewhat embarrassed: "Old Han, you can see that I have my own land now, and I can't take care of the family affairs.
Jiaqing is an adult now, it is impossible for him to listen to me on everything. I will find a time to advise him, but whether he listens to me or not is another matter. "

Han Yaomen felt that He Yuxiu might not be able to handle this matter reliably.

He was wrong. It wasn't that it was unreliable, but that He Yuxiu had no idea what to do.

The silk shop was originally He Jiaqing's own business, and He Yuxiu should not interfere.

Han Yaomen provoked He Jiaqing first, and He Yuxiu retaliated. It was impossible for her to just stand on He Jiaqing's side.

As for whether this revenge is too harsh, no one can determine it. When Han Yaomen turns around and takes revenge on He Jiaqing, he will definitely not show mercy.

The accountant Sheng Shanzhou thought that He Jiaqing did nothing wrong: "Young Master's actions are more courageous than those of the old master. Either we don't do anything, or if we do, we have to clean up the mess for him."

He Yuxiu and Han Yaomen did not have a very deep friendship, and He Yuxiu did not care about how Qingyun would develop in the future.

She just didn't quite understand He Jiaqing's actions: "What's wrong with Jiaqing? He usually hides it, afraid of revealing any traces, why is he doing it so openly this time?"

……

There were constant casualties among the various branches of the Qingyun Society, and Han Yaomen knew that He Yuxiu did not help.

In desperation, I can only use this last resort.

"I have to invite the master out!"

Yue Hongliang was a little worried: "The old master hasn't cared about the affairs of the gang for a long time. When the old boss got into trouble, he begged him so much, but the old master didn't help."

The old boss refers to the previous leader of Qingyun Club, who was also Han Yaomen's master. The "incident" that Yue Hongliang mentioned refers to the internal strife in Qingyun Club. The old boss sought help in vain and eventually died in this internal strife.

"This matter is different from the last time. Last time it was an internal fight within our gang, but this time it is a catastrophic disaster. Grandmaster will not just watch and do nothing!"

Han Yaomen ordered the establishment of an incense hall, the placement of incense and candles, and the hanging paintings of the master were also put up.

Most people cannot tell that this is a portrait of the master, because the painting is of a camel.

Below the portrait is the name of the master. The name of this master is a little special. His name is Bei Wushuang.

Han Yaomen prayed in the incense hall for three days and three nights but received no response. Yue Hongliang was worried that the situation was not good and advised Han Yaomen to find another way out.

"Where is the way out?" Han Yaomen could no longer think of a way out.

"Let's go find Master Qi. We are also his friends."

Han Yaomen thought carefully about his relationship with Li Qi. Are they friends?

It definitely counts.

The three major gangs in Pro Province are all considered Li Qi’s friends, but there are different levels of closeness among friends.

Shen Jinzhong of Sanyingmen has the closest relationship with Li Qi. There are rumors that he was supported by Li Qi. Han Yaomen definitely cannot compare with this relationship.

Zhang Xiuling and Li Qi of Baihuamen have a very close relationship. Some people say that "Yuxiang Ji" was written under the guidance of Li Qi. This relationship cannot be compared with that of Han Yaomen.

After all the calculations, Han Yaomen may not be as close to Li Qi as Li Haoyun of Furongzhai and Bai Wuchuan of Baihemen. They are just nodding acquaintances.

Now that Qingyun is facing a devastating disaster, is Li Qi willing to help?
It would be great if Qiu Zhiheng was in Lushui City. He has a close relationship with Han Yaomen and also with Li Qi. With his help, Li Qi would definitely be able to help.

Yue Hongliang said, "Boss, Yaowanggou is not too far away, why don't you go there in person?"

Han Yaomen thought so too, so he ordered his men to get a travel permit and went to the train station that night.

The next morning, Han Yaomen’s head was placed at the entrance of Qingyun Society.

he died.

As the leader of the second largest gang in Provo, Han Yaomen's death caused quite a stir.

On the day of the funeral, He Jiaqing went to pay his respects in person and met Ma Wu in the mourning hall. The two chatted for a while.

"How is Li Qi doing recently? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"He has been busy in another state recently and doesn't come back very often."

"When he comes back, let him sit with me. I have something I want to talk to him about."

"If it's not a private matter, you can talk to me. I'll tell Old Seven for you."

"What happened between him and me is really a bit private."

After paying his respects, He Jiaqing did not forget his main business. Qingyun Club could not be without a leader for a day, so he chose an old man to replace Han Yaomen and serve as the leader.

This old man is Yue Hongliang.

Some people in the gang felt that Yue Hongliang had worked hard for Qingyun Club and that he deserved this position.

But someone also mentioned another thing. Ever since Han Yaomen listened to Yue Hongliang's advice, his life has never been easy.

After leaving the Qingyun Club lobby, Ma Wu contacted Li Banfeng and said, "It has been verified that Han Yaomen is indeed dead.

He Jiaqing was really cruel. Han Yaomen had already surrendered and was almost ready to kowtow to him, but he still wanted to kill Han Yaomen.
Now Qingyun Club is completely in the hands of He Jiaqing. We will have to talk to Sister Xiu some other day. Who is the head of the He family now?
If He Jiaqing was in charge, we would have to be more prepared for this, or it might happen to us one day."

Li Banfeng looked at the newspaper in his hand.

The headline news in the newspaper was "The eldest son massacred the Qingyun Society, and the young master He was so powerful that he shocked the world."

This newspaper was published by Shen Rongqing's newspaper company, which means that He Jiaqing intended to publicize this matter.

Why is this?

Li Banfeng really couldn't understand.

"Old Five, based on my understanding of He Jiaqing, even if he wanted to kill someone, he would do it secretly. It's impossible for him to do it so high-profile."

"That's right," Ma Wu was He Jiaqing's childhood friend, and he couldn't figure it out either. "I sent someone to investigate this matter, but I don't think they'll find anything."

……

Zhang Xiuling left the Qingyun Club headquarters. There was a foreign car waiting at the door. Just as she was about to get in, Duan Shuqun came over, took off his hat, and bowed first: "Master Zhang, I'm here to give you an invitation."

"What invitation?" Zhang Xiuling took the invitation and saw that a theater in Lushui City was opening and invited Zhang Xiuling to attend the ceremony.

This theater originally belonged to the Qingyun Club, but now all the business of the Qingyun Club has been given to He Jiaqing.

Zhang Xiuling naturally didn't want to attend this ceremony. She didn't have much friendship with Han Yaomen, but He Jiaqing wiped out an entire gang just for a small dispute and humiliated the other party in public. In Zhang Xiuling's opinion, this was too against the rules.

"Boss Duan, thank you for your kindness. It's an unfortunate day. I happened to have something urgent to do that day. But don't worry, even if I can't be there, I will definitely convey my thoughts to you."

Zhang Xiuling wanted to give a gift, so she let the matter go.

Duan Shuqun shook his head: "Master Zhang, since you haven't arrived yet, your intentions have not been there. Our head has something important to discuss with you that day."

"What to discuss?"

"It's hard to say. If you agree, it will be a good thing." Duan Shuqun left the invitation and turned away.

Zhang Xiuling felt a chill all over her body.

Is He Jiaqing going to take action against Baihua Sect?

She guessed correctly that He Jiaqing's next target would be Baihuamen.

Back at Liu's pawnshop, He Jiaqing was discussing a plan with Datou to deal with the Baihua Sect when a clerk came to tell him that a friend named Kong wanted to see him.

"Brother Kong Fang is here." He Jiaqing raised his eyebrows and signaled Datou to step aside first.

Not long after, Mr. Kong Fang arrived at the yard, drank two cups of tea with He Jiaqing, and briefly asked about the Qingyun Society.

He Jiaqing told the truth.

Mr. Kong Fang asked again: "I heard that you are eyeing the Baihua Sect again?"

He Jiaqing nodded: "We need money to do experiments, I have to find a business that can make money quickly."

Mr. Kong Fang did not speak. Just as He Jiaqing was about to add more tea, Mr. Kong Fang covered the cup and said, "Jiaqing, let's stop here for our business."

He Jiaqing was stunned: "What do you mean by this?"

Mr. Kong Fang stood up and said, "It means that we will go our separate ways from now on."

After saying this, Mr. Kong Fang disappeared.

He Jiaqing held the teapot and looked quietly at the teacup in front of him.

……

Outside Green Water City, in Yiming Mountain, in a birch forest halfway up the mountain, Xie Juncong, the leader of the Ghost Hand Sect, was kneeling on the ground, shivering.

Xiao Qianshou stood in front of him and asked, "Is it so difficult for you to ask He Jiaqing to come out?"

Xie Juncong said: "He is too conspicuous now. Anyone who wants to get close to him will be targeted by various sects. Our Ghost Hand Sect is afraid of this. I have to find the right time."

Xiao Qianshou was also a little confused: "What on earth does this bastard want to do? I can't figure him out. Okay, tell everyone in our sect to stay away from him."

……

At night, He Jiaqing and Datou were drinking together. When they were almost halfway through, Datou asked, "Jiaqing, I remember your ambition was to change Prozhou, and even more than Prozhou. You wanted capable people to live with dignity. Have you changed your mind now?"

"No change." He Jiaqing shook his head.

"Then what you are doing now..."

"You don't understand, do you?" He Jiaqing lit a cigarette and smiled bitterly. "I went to a bookstore a few days ago and saw a book. This book taught me a lot of things."

"What book?" Big Head was quite curious.

"I didn't remember the title of the book, but I remembered the words in it. If you pick any one of them, it will hit me so hard that I can't even get back my hand.
I thought the owner of this book house was invincible, and I thought I was going to die in this book.
Who would have thought that a friend came and rescued me. He didn't have to work too hard. He said the owner of the bookstore gave him face."

"Such a big face?" Big Head didn't understand and could only agree.

"Yes, they are all very proud! But how much face do I, He Jiaqing, have? How capable am I? Why would they do business with me? What virtue and ability do I have? How much do I weigh?" He Jiaqing put out his cigarette, looked at Datou, and said excitedly,

"Brother, I haven't met someone I can speak the truth to for a long time. I had one in college, but now he doesn't want to talk to me anymore. I'm really upset about this.
I used to think that the highest level of cultivation is the third level above the cloud. Once you reach the third level above the cloud, you can go beyond the cloud if you work harder.

There is no distinction between levels above the clouds, and the combat power should be basically the same. As long as I can make it to the clouds, I will be the strongest one.

I tried every possible means to gain popularity in other states, delivering takeout, doing live broadcasts, and crawling through sewers, all just to get above the clouds. Now I have reached it, but what is the result?

I am far inferior to him. I can't touch the owner of the bookstore. I can't even beat him with a few books.
There are also people who are as powerful as him and want to do business with me. They are all deceiving me. They hired me as a scapegoat.

I put in the money, I put in the work, and if things go wrong I might even lose my life. I have to bear all the risks in this business, but when the deal is done, I definitely won't get any benefits because I don't have the qualifications to make a profit. So why do this business?"

Datou seemed to have figured it out: "You destroyed the Qingyun Society because you wanted them to stay away from you?"

"That's right!" He Jiaqing and Datou poured a glass of wine. "They are doing a shady business, but I just want to shine the light on myself. I want everyone in Prozhou to look at me. As long as there is light around me, they have to stay away from me.
Thieves have a skill called deceiving the world and stealing reputation. Brother, you must remember that what we steal does not necessarily have to be a good reputation. "

(End of this chapter)