A person sacrifices himself to become a saint in a chaotic world of martial arts.

Having finally broken through to the second realm, the Flesh Refining Realm, Su Bai felt his blood and energy surging.

The next morning, as dawn broke, he got up, washed, and, facing the rising sun, hurried briskly to the Zhenfu Division.

Steam rose from the breakfast stalls lining both sides of the street.

His mood was like the morning air, slightly cool yet invigorating.

Just as Su Bai reached the black lacquered gate of the Zhenfu Division, a figure suddenly strode out from inside the gate, almost bumping into him.

Su Bai thought it was Lord Sun waiting for him again, and subconsciously looked up—only to be met with a smiling face.

Chen Cha Tou!

Su Bai's heart skipped a beat. For some reason, he had a feeling that Chen Cha Tou's seemingly accidental encounter was actually a deliberate act of waiting for him.

"Hello, Officer Chen." Su Bai paused, quickly put on a smile, and greeted him with a cupped hand.

"Su Bai, you've come at the right time." Chief Chen stopped, his smile widening. He casually patted Su Bai's shoulder. "We have a mission today, do a good job."

Chen, the police officer, spoke gently with a smile on his face. An uninformed observer would likely assume the two were very close.

"Don't worry, Officer Chen!" Su Bai straightened his back, his voice was loud and clear, and his face was full of sincerity. "Give me any task, and I guarantee I'll complete it perfectly! I'll never embarrass you, Officer Chen."

"Oh? No rush, no rush." ​​Chief Chen's smile remained unchanged, his gaze lingering on Su Bai's face for a moment. "It's good that you have this intention, Officer Su. I'll assign you a very good task later. Only if you complete the task well will I feel comfortable entrusting you with more responsibilities."

After Chen finished speaking, he turned around and led Su Bai into the Zhenfu Division.

Upon entering the inner courtyard of the Zhenfu Division, they saw two other constables already seated at the head of the table.

In the courtyard, many constables arrived and stood in formation, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Su Bai's gaze swept across the entire room, and he understood immediately—this commotion seemed to indicate that they were about to announce the collection of donations.

really.

Once everyone had returned to their positions, Chen Chatou stepped onto the low stone platform in the courtyard, cleared his throat, and began to speak.

"Fellow colleagues!" His booming voice instantly silenced all the subtle noise in the room. "The collection of donations for this year is about to begin!"

His gaze swept across every face below the stage like that of a hawk: "The relevant assignments will be issued shortly. All of you official officers, you must complete them well! This collection of donations is a matter of face for our entire Garrison Command, and even more so for the prestige of those above! Chief Officer Xing is waiting for your results."

At this point, his face darkened, and his tone became more serious: "If anyone fails in their duties or fails to collect donations... when Chief Constable Xing blames you, I'm afraid none of you can bear the responsibility!"

Below the stage, Su Bai lowered his eyes slightly, listening to Chen Cha Tou's stern yet meaningful words, his mind clear as day.

coming.

Collecting donations from the Fierce Tiger Gang on my own won't be that easy.

"Alright, that's settled then." Chief Chen's tone softened, returning to normal. "All official constables, come down here to collect your duties. Meeting adjourned!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd did not disperse immediately. Instead, a hushed, disorderly murmur arose.

One person beamed with joy: "Great! Finally, another source of income!"

Someone nearby immediately poured cold water on the idea: "What's so great about it? This money's hot potato! The area I'm in charge of is full of tough nuts to crack, like begging for food."

Some informal hangers-on also came up to them, their tone envious: "Boss, at least you guys get some cut, we can't even get the soup..."

The official constable, addressed as "boss," laughed and scolded, "Go away! Once we get the money, we'll give you guys a drink!"

"Thanks, boss!"

Amidst the chaos, Su Bai ignored the noise and went straight to Officer Chen to wait in line for his assignment.

When it was Su Bai's turn, Officer Chen pulled out a document from a stack of papers on the table and handed it to him.

"Officer Su," he said, a friendly smile returning to his face, "the Fierce Tiger Gang is just a small gang. Seeing that you're a newbie, I've assigned this task to you, as a way of looking out for you." His tone shifted slightly, but his words left no room for argument, "You'd better collect it properly, within three days."

"No problem!" Su Bai took the document, his voice loud and clear. "Don't worry, Officer Chen! These gangs aren't exactly law-abiding citizens. If they dare not give it to us, our Garrison Command will certainly teach them a lesson!"

"Good, good, good." Officer Chen said "good" three times in a row, his smile widening. "Officer Su is indeed very motivated."

He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said as if it were a casual remark, "If... you're willing to collect an extra fifth, I'll decide that the extra portion is yours. How about it? Dare to give it a try?"

"Oh?" Su Bai raised an eyebrow, his face showing appropriate surprise and interest.

He glanced around—he wasn't the only one receiving tasks; many others were also eagerly listening.

Since Chen Cha Tou had said this in public, there was no going back on his word.

"Is Officer Chen telling the truth?"

"Of course." Chen leaned back in his chair, his expression casual, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"The extra is all yours. After all, if we collect more this time, we'll always have more in the future, right? So I can still decide that you can take all the extra this time." He paused, his smile unchanged. "Of course, if Constable Su feels uncomfortable or doesn't want to take the risk, that's fine too."

Su Bai looked at the hidden smile in his eyes, her mind racing, but she already clasped her hands in a fist salute and said clearly, "I understand. Thank you, Officer Chen!"

After receiving the mission, Su Bai gently folded the document with the words "Fierce Tiger Gang" written on it and put it into his pocket.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the noisy courtyard, and soon attracted Cheng Hu, Zhao An, and Zheng Shijie.

"The mission has been assigned," Su Bai said directly, his voice low but clear, "We're going to collect this year's donations from the Fierce Tiger Gang."

"Boss Su, are we... going to collect the donations from the Fierce Tiger Gang?!"

Zheng Shijie was the first to be speechless, his eyes wide open as he stared at Su Bai, his face filled with disbelief.

He subconsciously swallowed, and the scene on Yangtianjing Street a month ago seemed to flash before his eyes again—a flash of light from Su Bai's knife, and the arm of a ruffian from the Fierce Tiger Gang fell to the ground.

How long has it been? And they're already coming to collect money today? That's incredibly reckless!

Could it be... that Luo Haoxuan's final concession last time made Su Tou'er think the Fierce Tiger Gang was easy to control, and that collecting donations this time would go smoothly?

"What's there to be afraid of?" Su Bai said calmly, as if he were talking about a routine matter. "I haven't finished yet. Chief Chen instructed that the Tiger Gang should collect one-fifth more silver from their donations this year." He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three men. "If this is done, I will give you some of the extra amount as a reward."