Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Hearing Fatty Tian's faint, cold laugh.

The other wolves inside all turned their gazes toward it, a hint of mockery in their eyes.

For a cultivator at the mid-stage of Qi Refining to stoop so low as to attack an unknown fox is shameful enough.

What's even more amusing is that the fox was not only unharmed, but was also sitting at the table.

If Tian Jingyuan doesn't find a way to regain his dignity, things could get really messy.

"Almost everyone's here, let's get to know each other."

In the main seat, Master Mo leaned back lazily.

It's just a minor matter of bringing a wolf cub into the house; there's no need to make a big fuss about it.

So only members of the gang from the nearby streets came, mainly to get to know this new wolf so that it would be easier for everyone to handle things in the future.

"I invited you all here today for a get-together, and also to find this kid a job."

A look of weariness crossed Master Mo's eyes, clearly indicating that he didn't care much about the matter.

After a moment's thought, he made a decision: "It seems there are no seats left on the street. I heard you came from Qingliu Lane, so let's just stay in the usual place."

Upon hearing this, no one's expression changed much.

This is a normal arrangement; there is no deliberate preferential treatment, but it is not exclusion either.

For example, when Tian Jingyuan was still a cub, he was given a brothel. Although the money wasn't much, the gang didn't take a cut; he was simply kept there.

If one's cultivation can advance further, new arrangements will naturally follow.

If he can't, the gang won't treat him unfairly; if something really happens, he'll have to lend a hand.

But a lowly brothel alone certainly can't feed the wolf cubs.

If you want more, you'll have to earn it yourself.

Sure enough, Master Mo quickly looked at the young man at the end of the long table: "Now that you've become a wolf, you're no longer under the jurisdiction of the Cunning Fox Hall... Since you're in Green Willow Lane, you should follow Yin Ling and obey his orders; that way, you can earn more food."

This statement came out.

The wolves paused for a moment, their eyes suddenly turning strange.

This makes sense, since Qingliu Lane is under Yin Ling's jurisdiction, so it's normal for the wolf cub to follow him.

The problem is that this person has just joined forces with Tian Jingyuan to devour the lucrative Hongyun Martial Arts School, and their relationship is very close, while Young Wolf has also made enemies with the person surnamed Tian.

Making Lin Shu obey Yin Ling's orders... what's the difference between that and handing him over to Fatty Tian?

Master Mo is really getting old; he's oblivious to what's going on around him.

If they had even a little bit of a tip-off, they wouldn't have done something so foolish.

"I'll follow Master Mo's arrangements."

A smile appeared on Yin Ling's face.

What's being delivered here isn't some wolf cub, it's clearly a considerable sum of money.

As for its specific value, that depends on how much money Fatty Tian is willing to bleed for it.

"call."

Tian Jingyuan, who was being mocked by everyone, felt his face burning and kept his eyes closed to rest.

At this moment, the fat man finally opened his eyes, slowly took out the piece of green jade pipe from his sleeve, and carefully wiped it with his sleeve.

Even he didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

All I can say is that those who act shamelessly will eventually face divine retribution.

Just thinking about how to torture that young man made Tian Jingyuan feel inexplicably comfortable.

"Tsk tsk."

Seeing this, the members of the hall withdrew their gaze with little interest. Since this was the arrangement, there was no more fun to be had.

No one is interested in something whose outcome is predetermined.

"..."

Yan Jin's gaze was cold, and she made a move to get up.

She never intended to be Lin Shu's backer, but she was bringing him into the fold, not sending him to his death.

"We'll talk about it later!"

Seeing the woman's expression, Bai Feng quickly used his elbow to stop her.

Master Mo, relying on his seniority, has always been stubborn and concerned about his reputation.

Now that the words have been spoken, even if they know the arrangements were inappropriate, they will refuse to admit it.

Yan Jin is someone who doesn't mince words; if she really opens her mouth, things will only get more complicated.

Seeing that the other party was determined to interfere, Bai Feng could only sigh inwardly, grit his teeth, and lower his voice, saying, "Fine, I'll handle it. Don't you trust me?"

At worst, we can just bleed a little money and reassign that guy surnamed Lin to a new job!

Yan Jin remained silent for a moment before stopping and getting up.

"Alright, if there are no other problems, then let the manager serve the dishes."

Master Mo glanced listlessly down below, and seeing no one speak, he was about to call the innkeeper outside the private room.

Just then, an arm slowly rose between the long tables.

"I have a question."

As the words were spoken, everyone turned their gaze to the end of the table, looking at the fair-skinned and handsome young man.

Master Mo frowned, clearly finding the other party troublesome, and said somewhat impatiently, "Go on, tell me."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Lin Shu stood up and asked curiously, "Everyone says there are no seats on the street, but this place looks pretty empty to me. If we move around a bit, or squeeze in if necessary, surely we can make room?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

The wolf cub clearly knew it was in danger and wanted to try to save itself.

While it's fun to watch the show, we're not related, and Tian Jingyuan is a ruthless wolf. Who would provoke this fat man for his sake?

That's a bit too naive.

Bai Feng was also somewhat speechless. He had thought that the man surnamed Lin had some other way to save him some expenses.

If trouble could be resolved with just a few words, what would be the point of these people practicing cultivation?

"Do you think anyone would be willing to save a seat for you?"

Master Mo looked at the crowd, his voice already showing some dissatisfaction with the unruly wolf cub.

Lin Shu left her seat and slowly walked around the table.

Yan Jin hesitated for a moment, then nodded to the young man, but the man walked straight past her.

This scene caused her to pause slightly in surprise.

"laugh."

Seeing that everyone was too lazy to pay attention to this kid, Tian Jingyuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

People always cherish their lives, and even at this point, they are still struggling to survive.

Before he could wipe the smile off his face, he caught a glimpse of the tall figure slowly approaching and stopping behind him.

The next moment, a nonchalant voice rang in his ear.

"I heard you've been working for me and made a lot of money. It's not unreasonable for me to want your whole street, is it?"

"..."

The fat on Tian Jingyuan's face suddenly twitched. In his rage, he instinctively tried to deny it.

He knew in his heart that even if he was in the wrong, no one would stand up for this kid.

But betraying one's own followers is a shameful thing to talk about.

However, just as the words were about to come out, the fat man noticed a change in the atmosphere around him.

The entire room was deathly silent.

Those previously unsettling stares quietly returned.

Tian Jingyuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Lin Shu was looking down at him from a superior position.

This means...

This is no longer a debate about facts, but a young wolf challenging the majesty of a fierce wolf!

I have just climbed up, and my position is far from secure.

If he shows weakness, he will be met with more than just ridicule; he will be met with others coveting his territory.

"What does it matter if I make money or not?"

Tian Jingyuan forcibly suppressed the surging anger in his heart and tried to make his expression calmer.

He glanced sideways, a murderous glint gradually creeping into his hoarse voice: "If you want my street, you might as well consider taking my head first?"

Territory is the lifeblood and bottom line of the ferocious wolf; anyone who tries to touch it will have to step over their own dead body.

This wasn't just a message for that wicked fox, but also for everyone present.

Upon hearing this...

Lin Shu nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with the answer.

"Don't let your hands shake, don't worry about them."

He pressed on Fatty Tian's shoulder, then slowly pulled the jade pipe from the other's hand and casually tossed it onto the table.

Beneath his slightly disheveled hair, a smile quietly appeared on his fair and handsome face.

The young man licked his lips, his clear eyes revealing such sincerity.

"I want both your head and your street."