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

The morning light is dim.

On the second floor of Zuixianju, there was a private room exclusively for "Crippled Wolf" Zhang Biao.

Zhang Biao sat on his armchair covered with a tiger skin (fake), his lame leg still propped up on the stool next to him, toying with two shiny iron balls in his hands, making a monotonous "click, click" sound.

His triangular eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze swept over Lin Feng, Liu Sandao, Hou Qi, and the other two standing in front of him, lingering for a long time, especially on Lin Feng's calm and composed face, which showed no sign of fatigue or smugness.

On the table lay the cloth bag filled with silver ingots.

"Tell me, what happened last night?" Zhang Biao finally spoke, his voice not loud, but carrying a sense of pressure. "That old miser Li Pangzi wouldn't give an extra hundred taels for no reason."

Liu Sandao stepped forward and recounted the events of the previous night at the dock in a low voice, concisely describing the sudden appearance of the man in black, Lin Feng's heroic actions in turning the tide, and the clean and efficient retreat. He didn't embellish the story, but the more straightforward the narration, the more it highlighted the danger of the previous night and Lin Feng's crucial role.

Hou Qi couldn't help but add, "Brother Biao, you didn't see it! Master Lin's skills were amazing! Empty-handed, he took down all those men in black with knives in just a few swift moves! The leader tried to run away, but Master Lin glared at him and he almost wet his pants!" He spoke excitedly, his face full of admiration.

"Loach" and "Iron Head" nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Lin Feng.

As Zhang Biao listened, the speed at which the iron bladder in his hand spun slowed down, but the light in his triangular eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He received advance notice of the accident at the dock, including deaths, and his heart sank. He feared losing both manpower and goods, and wouldn't be able to explain himself to Fatty Li of "Jinxiuge". Unexpectedly, Lin Feng not only brought the goods back safely, but also earned an extra hundred taels of silver. More importantly, he demonstrated a formidable strength sufficient to deter villains!

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhang Biao slammed his hand on the table, a smile he couldn't hide on his face, and said "good" three times in a row.

"Brother Lin! You've really made me and all of us brothers look good this time! That old bastard Fatty Li just sent someone to deliver a message praising you to the skies, saying that if there's any 'tough work' in the future, he'll come to us again!"

He stood up, leaning on his cane, and walked up to Lin Feng, patting Lin Feng's strong shoulder forcefully: "Brother Lin, I didn't misjudge you! You're capable of great things! From today onwards, you're my right-hand man! In this western part of 'Muddy Land,' besides me, you're the one who calls the shots!"

He became Zhang Biao's second-in-command! He instantly rose to become the number two figure in Zhang Biao's faction!

Hou Qi and his companions were both surprised and delighted, their gazes towards Lin Feng becoming even more fervent. A flicker of emotion also flashed in Liu Sandao's single eye.

Lin Feng remained calm, simply clasping his hands in a fist salute: "Thank you for your trust, Master Biao. I, Lin San, will certainly do my best."

"Haha, good! We're brothers, let's not talk about that!" Zhang Biao was in high spirits. He glanced at Liu Sandao and the others, "Liu Sandao, Hou Qi, and you two, you worked hard last night too, here's an extra ten taels each!" He then pointed to the bag of silver on the table. "This extra hundred taels, Brother Lin, you keep it, consider it your brother's help with settling down and getting some clothes!"

This distribution was both generous and showed that Lin Feng was highly valued. Liu Sandao and the others quickly thanked him, their faces beaming with joy. Following Master Lin, they were sure to get what they wanted!

"By the way," Zhang Biao sat back in his armchair, his smile fading slightly, and looked at Lin Feng, "Brother Lin, what did you figure out about those men in black last night? Fatty Li was terrified and begged me to find out who was behind it all. What do you think about this?"

Lin Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Those people are quite skilled, work together seamlessly, and are ruthless. They don't seem like ordinary thugs or gang thugs, but rather... well-trained private soldiers or assassins. Their goal is clear: to eliminate both the person and the goods. Manager Li's 'goods' are probably not simple, and the trouble he's gotten himself into is considerable."

Zhang Biao nodded, a sinister glint in his triangular eyes: "Private soldiers? Assassins? Damn it, could it really be those bastards from the 'Grand Canal Gang' trying to double-cross us? Or... is it the work of other bigwigs in the city?"

He paused, then looked at Lin Feng, "Brother Lin, I'm leaving this to you to investigate. How about it? What kind of people do you need? How much money do you need? Just name your price! You must find the mastermind behind this! Anyone who dares to mess with someone I protect on my turf is asking for trouble!"

This is exactly what Lin Feng wanted.

Investigating this matter will not only further win Zhang Biao's trust and reliance, but also allow us to follow the clues to the deeper forces and secrets of the prefecture, and may even find clues related to Ye Qingli, Zhou Wenyuan, Prince Qi, and others.

"Don't worry, Master Biao, Lin San will do his best," Lin Feng replied.

"Good! With you saying that, I'm relieved!" Zhang Biao laughed heartily, regaining his hearty demeanor. "Alright, you've all been up all night, you're all exhausted. Go back and rest! Tonight, at Zuixianju, I'll host another feast to celebrate Brother Lin's victory and to help you all calm your nerves!"

The group took their leave and exited Zuixianju. Outside, the sky was already bright, and "Muddy Hollow" began another day of hustle and bustle.

But Lin Feng and his companions, walking on the street, felt completely different from yesterday.

The thugs, laborers, and vagrants they encountered along the way changed their expressions when they saw Lin Feng, especially when he was being subtly protected by Liu Sandao, Hou Qi, and a few others. Their eyes showed more awe, curiosity, and even a hint of fawning.

This is the change brought about by strength and status.

Lin Feng understood, but he wasn't smug at all. This was just the beginning.

"Master Lin, where are we going now?" Hou Qi asked excitedly as he approached. He had just received his share of the silver in his pocket, and he felt much more upright.

"Go back and rest first," Lin Feng said, his gaze sweeping over Liu Sandao, Hou Qi, "Mudfish," and "Iron Head."

"We'll meet here again around 1 PM. Brother Liu, could you please find two or three strangers who are tight-lipped, quick on their feet, and familiar with all sorts of people in the city? Hou Qi, go and find out if any unfamiliar faces have been seen around the docks and the western part of the city recently, or if there's been any unusual activity. 'Mudfish' and 'Iron Head,' you two go and patrol the vicinity of 'Jinxiuge' to see if anyone is watching, but don't alert them."

The tasks were assigned clearly and logically, with everyone fulfilling their responsibilities. Liu Sandao and his men perked up and replied in unison, "Yes, Master Lin!"

This feeling of being trusted and entrusted with important responsibilities ignited their passion. Following a leader like this gave them a sense of purpose!

Lin Feng nodded, said no more, and turned to walk towards the dilapidated house next to the local earth god temple where he was temporarily staying.

He needed time to process what he had learned last night, to sort out his thoughts, and to prepare for the next investigation and action.