Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Does it make a difference whether he controls it or not?

Bai Feng looked away; he didn't actually have much emotion towards Lin Shu.

After all, the two had only met once before today.

The other party relied on the remaining divine affinity to prolong their life, and used this to kill three local thugs from the opera troupe.

He has some ability, but not much, and it's unlikely to last. Plus, he comes from a poor background in the southern suburbs, so his future prospects are bleak.

Bai Feng found it hard to be interested in such insignificant people who offered no benefit.

Even if the situation has changed now.

This person somehow acquired some internal cultivation techniques and successfully embarked on the path of cultivation, but it didn't change his attitude much.

The reason is not complicated.

Yan Jin was probably unhappy that Tian Jingyuan had found out her opinion of Lin Shu, so she secretly caused trouble.

Therefore, when she led Lin Shu into the Fierce Wolf Hall this time, she did not tell the gang what grade of internal technique this person had comprehended.

Even so, how could they possibly hide it from a slick person like Bai Feng?

Anyone with a high-ranking internal skill in the middle three ranks who has the potential to become a pillar of the organization needs to be informed to the hall master in advance.

Clearly, those with the surname Lin are not included in this list.

"We've been given a second chance at life, we should cherish it, don't you think?"

Bai Feng chuckled insincerely, "This is the Fierce Wolf Hall. We don't raise puppies. If you mess with someone you can't afford to offend, no one will stand up for you."

His words seemed to be directed at Lin Shu, but in reality, they were a subtle reminder to Yan Jin to mind her own business.

It wouldn't matter if it were someone else, but this is a young wolf. Regardless of its future, making some friends with it could be a helpful asset in the future.

But this kid is different.

To put it bluntly, for the sake of guarding a small magpie's nest, the other party dared to take Zhang Zhongping's life for a mere twenty taels of silver a month.

If they really got hold of a street, wouldn't they even dare to storm the government offices?!

"..."

Yan Jin stopped in her tracks and looked at him coldly.

The reason she spoke up was because Lin Shu, who was ordered to guard the magpie's nest, had indeed prevented any problems from happening to the prostitutes inside.

Even if the one who comes to cause trouble is a master martial artist, far exceeding the duties that a fox should have.

This matter didn't need to be blown out of proportion.

All of this was due to the two people's previous neglect, which prevented Lin Shu from contacting her pack of wolves and left no one to mediate.

Why let the same problem occur again?

"What, did I say something wrong?"

Faced with Yan Jin's cold gaze, Bai Feng, who is usually slick, surprisingly did not look away this time.

He always believed that focusing one's attention on someone who is both worthless and prone to causing trouble would only bring them more problems.

Tian Jingyuan could easily handle it; given their status, a single word from them was enough to calm that fatso down.

But having set this precedent, Yan Jin became Lin Shu's protector in the eyes of others.

Who can guarantee that once this kid has tasted success, he won't use this as a pretext to cause even bigger trouble?

It won't be so easy to clear your name then!

As their eyes met, a subtle tension lingered between them.

"We can't afford to offend him... Is he very strong?"

Lin Shu's seemingly casual question, born of curiosity, finally broke the deadlock.

"Heh."

Bai Feng suddenly exhaled.

There was no provocation in Lin Shu's voice.

But the other party's nonchalant attitude still made Bai Feng feel a little annoyed.

Well, the two of them got into an argument.

As a result, the wolf cub that had been targeted by Fatty Tian acted as if nothing had happened.

"Whether it's strong or not, how should I put it?"

Bai Feng raised an eyebrow, suppressing his displeasure, and said quietly, "It depends on who you're comparing yourself to."

"With a sixth-grade internal technique, having just broken through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, he can only absorb fifty or sixty strands of Qi at most. Having only recently become a ferocious wolf, he probably won't have the opportunity to collect immortal treasures and complete the corresponding techniques."

"Compared to other ferocious wolves, it is naturally inferior."

"But if I compare myself to you..."

Bai Feng didn't finish his sentence, but only managed a light laugh before flicking his sleeve past the two of them and heading straight ahead to lead the way.

"Ignore him."

Yan Jin's voice was indifferent as she continued walking: "Blackwater City is not like the outside world. It's not at the point where we can talk about talent yet. The level of cultivation depends more on luck. As long as you're alive, there's always a chance to surpass them."

"..."

Having obtained the information she wanted, Lin Shu slightly raised her eyes to look at the long street ahead.

Clearly, his mind wasn't on those two.

Absorbing fifty or sixty strands of qi?

Making this ill-gotten money doesn't seem as difficult as I imagined.

……

Fu Man Restaurant.

It was almost noon, but the staff of this fairly upscale building had already been instructed to clear the premises.

The shopkeeper himself was waiting at the shop entrance.

More than ten people entered one after another, and he had to bow and scrape to greet each of them.

"Hey! Mr. Tian, ​​congratulations on your promotion!"

Before the old shopkeeper could even straighten up, he looked up and saw a mountain of flesh blocking his way.

"Go inside, what are you standing there for?"

Yin Ling strolled over leisurely and casually teased Tian Jingyuan, "What's wrong? Feeling unhappy?"

The two ate most of the family fortune that Hongyun Martial Arts School had accumulated, and their relationship became much closer.

"A little."

Tian Jingyuan concealed the coldness in his eyes but did not deny it.

He truly hadn't expected that the vile fox could survive Zhang Zhongping's clutches.

He even stepped over that old man's corpse to successfully join the Ferocious Wolf Hall.

This made Tian Jingyuan feel vaguely uneasy... even annoyed.

Because he had previously disregarded Lin Shu, he did not deliberately conceal the news while helping Zhang Zhongping with various matters.

That's why we have this well-known ending.

"What's the rush? It's just a wolf cub, how could it possibly rebel? Are you scared? Let's see what's going on first."

Yin Ling patted the fat man on the shoulder and offered a comforting word with a smile.

The two entered the restaurant, passed through the front hall, and arrived at a spacious private room that the manager had prepared specifically for the Fierce Wolf Gang.

What comes into view is a thick, long table made entirely of ironwood, about three zhang long, polished to a gleaming shine, with a faint gray sheen.

At the head of the table sat an elderly man in a blue robe with somewhat cloudy eyes, known as Master Mo.

This old wolf has been a member of the gang for a long time and has a lot of experience; he was the one who organized today's banquet.

The next two spots belong to Yan Jin and Bai Feng.

Further on, a few ferocious wolves sat scattered about. Regardless of their height, weight, or whether they were chatting and laughing, they all shared an indelible aura of menace.

As for the wolf cubs they brought, they stayed by their side obediently.

As a newly recruited fierce wolf, Tian Jingyuan's position was naturally relatively far back.

He approached his seat, reached out and pulled on the heavy, wide ironwood chair, while glancing out of the corner of his eye at the far end of the long table, where a handsome young man sitting quietly also happened to be looking at him.

Lin Shu's gaze was indifferent, showing no resentment whatsoever, and even as if she didn't recognize the fat man.

But it was this direct gaze that reignited Tian Jingyuan's anger.

The same thing happened at the magpie's nest.

What gives them the right to look at me like that?

When there is a gap in status and strength between two people, the fact that the person in the lower position shows no fear is itself an offense!

"Oh."

Tian Jingyuan withdrew his gaze and pressed his bulky body down on the chair.

He closed his eyes, dispelling his earlier annoyance.

Just as Yin Ling said, there's no need to rush, there will always be opportunities.

At the right moment, a single slap will be enough to crush that vixen to the bone!