Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

As dawn broke, the West Wharf presented a scene unlike any other.

Two rows of people stood neatly in front of the "Sanhe Freight Transport" tent.

On the left are the original core members of "Sanhe" led by Liu Sandao, Zhao Hu, and Chen Da, all of whom are in high spirits and stand tall.

On the right, led by Liu Neng, were about fifty men wearing old uniforms of the Canal Gang, their expressions a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. These were the men from the Western District branch who were willing to stay.

Lin Feng stood under the shed, dressed in a worn blue robe, his gaze calmly sweeping over the nearly one hundred people in front of him.

On the dock, many boatmen, cargo owners, and laborers watched from a distance, whispering among themselves with various expressions.

"You've all seen it." Lin Feng spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, "From today onwards, at the West Wharf, there will be no more Canal Gangs, only 'Sanhe'."

He paused, his gaze falling on Liu Neng and the others: "Those who are willing to stay will be brothers of 'Sanhe' from now on. Manager Liu should have explained the rules of 'Sanhe' to you last night. Follow the rules, work hard, and as long as I, Lin San, have food to eat, you won't go hungry. You all know what your situation was like in the Canal Gang. From now on in 'Sanhe,' I can't guarantee anything else, but I stand by the word 'fairness'! What you deserve, you won't lose a single penny. What you shouldn't take, you won't get an extra penny!"

The expressions on the faces of the people Liu Neng brought relaxed a little, and many of them showed hope in their eyes.

In the canal gang, they were the exploited bottom class. Now that they have a new employer who seems to follow the rules and provide a way to make a living, they are naturally tempted.

"However," Lin Feng's tone turned stern, his gaze sharp as a knife, "since you've joined 'Sanhe,' you must abide by its rules! Orders must be obeyed, you must not bully the weak, and you must not betray your brothers! Violators will be stabbed three times and have six holes pierced in their bodies, or drowned and fed to the fish! These words are not only for you, but for all the brothers of 'Sanhe'!"

"Yes! We will obey Master Lin's orders!" Liu Sandao and the others responded with a resounding roar that echoed across the dock.

Liu Neng quickly followed suit, bowing deeply: "We swear to follow Master Lin to the death! We will strictly abide by the rules!"

The fifty or so people behind him also quickly joined in the shouting. Their voices were initially somewhat uneven, but they soon became unified, carrying a newfound energy and a desire to seize the opportunity.

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded. "Liu Neng."

"exist!"

"You will be in charge of the ship berths, warehouses, labor allocation, and liaison with various shipping companies and cargo owners for the time being, with Chen Da and Chen Er assisting you. Quickly sort out the accounts and familiarize yourself with the situation. I need to see the new regulations and personnel arrangements in three days."

"Yes! I will do my best!" Liu Neng's spirits lifted. This was Lin Feng's first test for him, but also an opportunity.

"Liu Sandao, Zhao Hu."

"exist!"

"The labor team is being expanded. From the new recruits, we'll select thirty strong, clean-cut men to lead and train intensively. They'll not only need to improve their strength, but also their teamwork and discipline. The safety patrols on the docks will also be your responsibility."

"yes!"

"Hou Qi".

"exist!"

"Take a few men and assist Liu Neng to quickly re-register the details of all merchants, boatmen, and warehouses at the dock. Pay special attention to those who have had special dealings with the canal gangs and the Prince Qi's mansion in the past."

"clear!"

The orders were clearly defined and assigned.

The previously somewhat chaotic scene quickly became orderly. New and old staff began to integrate, and under the leadership of Liu Sandao, Zhao Hu, and others, they began their busy day. The dockside seemed more efficient and vibrant than ever before.

The merchants and boatmen watching from afar, witnessing this scene, felt their last vestiges of doubt vanish. It seemed the West Wharf was truly about to undergo a transformation. And, it seemed, it was becoming…not bad?

However, beneath the surface calm, undercurrents never cease to surge.

The prefecture capital, the headquarters of the grain transport gang.

The atmosphere was oppressive in a closed room with its doors and windows tightly shut.

Qin Wu, the Fifth Master of the Punishment Hall, sat at the head of the table with a gloomy expression.

Several people sat at the lower end of the table. One of them was Hou Tong, the "Smiling Tiger" who was in charge of foreign affairs at the main branch, and another was Hu Biao, the head of the guards of the Prince Qi's mansion. The expressions of the men were different, but their eyes were all gleaming with calculation.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Qin Wu slammed his teacup on the table, splashing tea everywhere. "Huang San is incompetent, he lost the West District! That opportunist Liu Neng actually led his men to join 'Sanhe'! Now, the West District docks are completely under Lin's control! You've completely disgraced the headquarters!"

Hou Tong forced a smile, but it was a cold one: "Fifth Master, please calm down. Who would have thought that Lin San would be so troublesome, ruthless, and lucky? Liu Neng's betrayal was indeed unexpected. However, losing the West District is no big deal; our foundation lies in the Central and East Districts. The most urgent task is to get things done according to the original plan. As long as we succeed, the losses in the West District are nothing."

Hu Biao, a burly man with a face full of scars, replied in a deep voice, "Master Hou is right. Our lord is already impatient. That batch of 'goods' must be shipped out as soon as possible; there can't be any more mishaps. That old man Feng Zhen is keeping a close eye on things; the conventional methods won't work, we have to use 'that' method. At the docks, your canal gang needs to cooperate well; we can't afford another mistake like Liu Neng's!"

"Lin San has become a major threat. Not only has he taken control of the West District docks, but he's also gained Feng Zhen's favor. Shouldn't we... speed up our plan? Ideally, we could kill two birds with one stone: get the 'goods' out and... completely eliminate Lin San?"

A fierce glint flashed in Qin Wu's eyes: "What brilliant idea do you have?"

Hu Biao leaned closer, lowered his voice, and explained in detail the vicious plan he had already devised.

As they listened, a sinister smile gradually appeared on their faces.

"...In this way, we'll be caught red-handed, with irrefutable evidence. Even if Feng Zhen wants to protect him, he can't! At that time, the West District Wharf will naturally return to our hands, and that batch of 'goods' can be safely transported out. We can even use this opportunity to add fuel to the fire with Feng Zhen..." Hu Biao finished speaking, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

"Okay! Let's do it this way!" Qin Wu slammed his hand on the table.

A deadly conspiracy targeting Lin Feng and the "Sanhe" gang was quietly finalized amidst the whispers in this secret room.

At almost the same time, in the study of the "Sanheyuan" (courtyard house).

Lin Feng was listening to Hou Qi's report:

"Master Lin, Liu Neng said that Qin Wu of the General Headquarters' Punishment Hall has been getting very close to a leader surnamed Hu from the Qi Prince's Mansion lately. Also, Zhou An, the 'Wealthy Gambling House' and 'Baochang Pawnshop' he went to seem to have the Qi Prince's Mansion's influence behind them. Moreover, the people Zhou An met at the gambling house weren't gamblers, but several unfamiliar faces. Judging from their attire, they looked like sailors, but their demeanor wasn't that of ordinary sailors," Hou Qi whispered.

A sailor? A new face? Lin Feng frowned slightly.

The Prince Qi's residence, Zhou Wenyuan, the Grand Canal Gang headquarters, gambling dens, pawnshops, unfamiliar boatmen... these clues seem chaotic, but they all point to one thing—they are planning a clandestine transport operation! It could very well be the "accident" that Liu Neng mentioned the headquarters wanted to create! And the target is likely the "goods" that are causing the Prince Qi so much anxiety and that both the "Xuanlin Guard" and Di Rong covet!

"That batch of 'goods'... they're finally going to make a move." A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. "Moreover, judging from this posture, they want to play a big game and drag us, and even Feng Zhen, into it."

"Master Lin, what should we do?" Hou Qi asked anxiously.

"Let's wait and see, and then use their plan against them," Lin Feng said in a deep voice. "If they want to transport goods and cause trouble, let them do it."

"yes!"

"Furthermore," Lin Feng tapped his fingers on the table, "we can't let Feng Zhen be idle either. We need to let him know just how big a fish is lurking beneath the surface of Qingzhou. Hou Qi, find a way to subtly 'send' the news of Zhou An's frequent contact with people from the Qi Prince's mansion, as well as the conspiracy between the Grand Canal Gang headquarters and the Qi Prince's mansion, to one of Feng Zhen's clerks surnamed Wang. Remember, it has to be 'accidental,' 'unintentional,' so that no one can tell it's our doing."

Wang, the clerk beside Feng Zhen, was an upright man and enjoyed Feng Zhen's trust. This was one of the several hidden leads that Ye Qingli had assigned to Lin Feng.

"Understood! I'll take care of it myself!" Hou Qi's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Time is running out.

Since we can't avoid it, let's face it head-on! Let's see whose blade is sharper and whose scheme is deeper!