Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu became slightly interested.

According to the original plan.

If the immortal descendant encounters a problem, he can simply force out her life essence and pretend that nothing happened.

But the situation is different now.

Let's put aside unreliable things like the so-called "immortal sect guide sign".

The information that Yu Sheng knows alone can make up for Lin Shu's lack of understanding of this world.

Of course, if you lack the strength to do so, it's best to avoid trying to protect yourself.

However, if they can control the environment around the dilapidated courtyard as much as possible, and with the concealment effect of the remaining green energy, they can at least greatly reduce the probability of the immortal descendant being discovered by others.

"In addition to this, your wolf name has also been bestowed upon you."

As Bai Feng spoke, he suddenly pressed down the corners of his mouth.

Lin Shu was very familiar with this expression, after all, she had also been suppressing a laugh like this yesterday.

He had a bad feeling.

When Lin Shu went to the banquet at the restaurant, she also heard the nicknames of the other fierce wolves, which were almost all related to their methods.

Based on his actions when he killed Tian Jingyuan, he would probably be called something like "the mastermind".

Or perhaps reveal the Crimson Moon Eyes, or the entire Crimson-Eyed Wolf or something.

Hmm, this isn't good; it sounds like a red-eyed dog.

"You tell us," Bai Feng said, glancing at Dong Cheng.

Dong Cheng's expression froze slightly, and he said awkwardly, "Master Lin's wolfish name... is just one word: greed."

As for bestowing names, it depends on how the members of the hall describe it.

Clearly, at the banquet that day...

Compared to the fifth-grade claw technique, the members of the hall were more impressed by Lin Shu's appetite for food, his demand for an entire street of fat Tian, ​​and his meticulous search of the corpse at the end.

"..."

Yan Jin silently looked away, clearly thinking that the wolf name was just right.

"Whatever," Lin Shu agreed.

Compared to these empty titles, tangible benefits are more important.

"That's all. There's nothing else. Brother Lin, Dong Cheng will explain to you in detail how to take over Sifang Street. We'll be leaving now."

Bai Feng forced a smile and waved his hand.

He waved goodbye again, but unlike the first time when he didn't even bother to ask for my name, this time he remembered to add a title.

Yan Jin walked to the door, turned around, and said calmly, "Sifang Street is not a good place. Be careful."

The street itself is fine; the problem lies with the wolves.

Tian Jingyuan's rise to power signifies that a fierce wolf has gotten into trouble.

Although Yan Jin and Lin Shu were not familiar with each other, she was the one who introduced Lin Shu to the Wolf Gang, and she did not want to see another wolf guarding the street in the short term.

However, the fact that this young man was hiding his true intentions shows that he is not as reckless as he appears.

Excessive reminders can seem a bit nagging.

"..."

The group chatted casually, completely unaware that there was a young widow nearby.

Yunniang stayed quietly to the side.

Whether it was the two ferocious wolves' attitude of treating each other as equals, or the things they talked about, everything proved that...

In less than half a month, the benefactor had shed his fox skin and transformed into a ferocious wolf.

From the scorching sun and the need to wear fur cloaks and ink masks to beg for tips from passersby, the laborers of the opera troupe have become the King of Hell who can plunder the lives of ordinary people in the city at will.

"Mr. Lin, here are the account books. Please take a look."

Dong Cheng seemed completely oblivious to Yan Jin's assessment of Sifang Street, and with a smile, he pulled out a thick ledger and handed it to Lin Shu.

"On our street, there are a total of six restaurants, two cloth shops, teahouses..."

"Just tell me how much you can charge."

Lin Shu glanced at the account book and immediately felt a headache coming on, so she simply slammed it shut.

Upon hearing this question, Dong Cheng's expression gradually turned strange, and he stammered, "At first, I could collect nearly a thousand taels of silver."

The words fell.

Even Lin Shu was slightly surprised.

Don't be fooled by the fact that a single magpie's nest can yield twenty taels a month; that's because they're in the sex trade, and even the prostitutes are abducted by the cunning fox gang—it's a business with absolutely no capital.

But everyone on this street is a legitimate businessperson.

Every month, in addition to paying taxes to the government, there are also the Blackwater Gang's monthly fees. After deducting costs, only the last bit left is what the Fierce Wolf gets.

With this monthly salary, he's more than twenty times richer than Brother Baodao.

"So what happened next?"

Unfortunately, you have to listen to the whole story before you get too excited. Lin Shu glanced sideways at him.

"Later, when that Wolf Master died, and Master Tian... Fatty Tian came to take over, almost all the shops with a little influence, led by Boss Wang of the teahouse, refused to hand them over to him. They could only squeeze money from small business owners and ordinary families."

"About four hundred taels of silver were scraped out."

Dong Cheng smiled awkwardly, but didn't finish his sentence.

Tian Jingyuan has only been in charge of Sifang Street for a few days, and he has just finished cleaning it once. When it comes to this Mr. Lin in front of us, it's hard to say what will happen.

But considering that even Yin Ling was somewhat wary of this person.

Dong Cheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Should I go take another look?"

These ordinary families, by working for wealthy households, are certainly wealthier than the peasants in the southern suburbs.

But there's only so much on their body, and even if you scrape them until they bleed, you'll only lose a few ounces of flesh. If pushed too far, it could even lead to death.

Dong Cheng was unwilling to do something thankless, but if he came up empty-handed, it would be difficult to explain to this Wolf Lord.

"I don't have that habit."

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow and glanced over casually: "You'd better not have one either."

The reason that street was so filthy in my memory was because everyone was desperately trying to squeeze something out of the weaker.

He risked his life just to climb out of that filth, but he never did anything to make that street even dirtier.

In layman's terms, Lin Shu preferred to target people like Tian Jingyuan, who were already bloated with wealth, rather than those who were poor.

"Ah...yes!"

Dong Cheng was a little dazed, but then he felt a shiver run down his spine under the other person's gaze.

I heard that this Greedy Wolf was also in the early stage of Qi Refining, but he was lucky enough to master a mid-grade immortal technique.

The other party didn't use any magic, so how could they put so much pressure on me?

Besides, if you don't make this money, you won't be able to make any other money!

We're going to starve to death!

While Dong Cheng was lost in thought, he didn't notice that the young man in front of him also paused for a moment.

Life and death are determined by Heaven; life is snatched from the hands of Yama, the King of Hell. Saving two worthless lives will be rewarded with two coins for good deeds.

Seeing the notification suddenly appear, Lin Shu slowly withdrew her gaze, concealing the surprise in her eyes.

I was just thinking about how to earn good deeds, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

No, does this count as doing good deeds?

So if this wolf cub really goes to plunder, two more lives will be lost in Sifang Street today.

Lin Shu shook her head, gathering her thoughts: "So how did that wolf die in the first place?"

"It makes me so angry just thinking about it!"

Dong Cheng had been in Sifang Street for many years and had grown accustomed to a life of luxury. He clearly harbored a lot of anger: "Initially, we had a lot of money because a man surnamed Wang opened a teahouse with a gambling den underneath. Behind the scenes, Liu Zhen, the head constable, was backing us up."

"They promised to give us a share, but as business got better and better, they refused to share, which was fine. But then that guy surnamed Liu found a pretext to kill Wolf Lord."

"The merchants on the street used to prepare two portions of silver each month, one for him and one for us... Now, they've paid in no less silver, and it's all gone into his pocket!"

Dong Cheng's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.

Because he suddenly realized something.

This greedy wolf didn't try to steal the poor man's money, but instead inquired about the cause of death of the previous wolf.

Are they trying to steal food from Liu Zhen?

Stop kidding me!

When the first wolf died, Fatty Tian didn't dare utter a sound and even avoided people on the street.

Now a new one has come over. He is stronger than the one surnamed Tian, ​​but he is still only in the early stage of Qi Refining. How much stronger can he be?

It must be a misunderstanding; they were just asking casually.

Dong Cheng silently comforted himself, unaware that the young widow behind him had already changed her expression.

"..."

Yunniang stared at the tall figure and suddenly felt a little flustered.

When she heard this, she truly did not want Lord Lin to do something so exploitative.

But at the same time, they also didn't want the other party to run into the infamous and ruthless police.

Compared to Dong Cheng, Yunniang understands Lin Shu better.

Don't be fooled by the lazy look on his handsome face, which made it seem like he was just asking casually.

The other person had always had this kind of face.

He raised his hand and slapped the immortal descendant hard across the face!