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"..."

Dong Cheng had been standing proudly in the crowd, enjoying the praise from the other wolf cubs.

A barrage of insults rained down from inside the room.

His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

No wonder, all those wolf cubs around him were saying nice things, but not one of them was secretly giving him gifts, trying to curry favor with him or join Sifang Street.

The reason why Chongyang Street was so popular with the young wolves was because no government officials dared to go there.

Now, a similar situation has arisen in Sifang Street. Master Lin seems much easier to talk to than the Wolf of the Silk, yet a bunch of brats aren't tempted?

Dong Cheng had been puzzled at first.

Now it finally dawned on us: a tiger had come from the north of the city!

"Cough cough."

Master Mo coughed twice, then looked away from Lin Shu, and everyone else fell silent as well.

Behind them, Yin Ling quietly clenched her fist, and a little color returned to her face.

As expected, Liu Zhen, the most loyal old dog under Tian Sha Hu, is now dead. For some reason, the government has not reacted, but his master always has to step up and do something.

The man surnamed Lin, showing no restraint, continued his rampage from Qingliu Lane all the way to Sifang Street.

Despite his growing fame, he has offended more and more people.

If this tiger really came for Liu Zhen, then I might be able to take back the two alleys I gave away earlier today.

And Sifang Street, which has already been conquered, has gone from being ignored to becoming a highly sought-after property.

No one spoke in the hall, but the wolves' eyes flickered slightly, clearly indicating that they had the same thought as Yin Ling.

"Master Lin."

After catching his breath, Dong Cheng rubbed his face and quickly walked to stand behind the young man.

The money was divided, and the group of martial arts school boys were released.

It's not that easy to sever ties now.

Moreover, a leader as generous and charismatic as Tanlang is far superior to the opportunistic mob around him.

Although I am not of much use, I can't let Master Lin be bullied by the tiger alone. Having more people can also bolster our morale!

"There's no need to worry too much," Yan Jin said indifferently, speaking softly.

Compared to the changes in the other wolves, this silk-thread wolf didn't seem to show much fear of the tiger.

"It's just a meal, what's there to worry about?"

Lin Shu didn't react much and strode forward.

The crowd stared at the young man's back, their expressions slightly strange.

They saw absolutely no panic or tension in this greedy wolf.

Playing dumb? Trying to fool everyone?

The other party has just been promoted and probably doesn't know how ferocious those tigers are.

Now that Liu Zhen has died suddenly, it would have been better if Xia Mingtang hadn't shown up. But now that he's here, he's definitely not going to swallow this insult easily.

"..."

Lin Shu felt the gazes behind her, but her expression remained unchanged.

He had already suspected something was wrong when he didn't see Bai Feng earlier.

Since we're already here, let's make the best of it; why be afraid before the battle even begins?

Thinking of this, he gently touched the essence and blood within his body with his mind, releasing some of his five senses to Yu Sheng at home.

This fairy cub doesn't seem to have any special abilities.

However, his resilient physique, which is difficult to be harmed by external objects, and his keen perception that can see through Gu Nanzhi's background at a glance, are two qualities that ordinary cultivators can hardly match.

"What?" A childish voice, as if still half asleep, echoed in my mind.

"Weigh this tiger for me."

Now that she was already there, Lin Shu wanted to gather more information, so she responded directly with her thoughts.

"Tiger? What tiger?" Yu Sheng yawned, using the blood connection to explore the surrounding environment.

Soon, her voice became excited.

"Braised pork knuckle!"

"Eat this first!"

"Tsk." Lin Shu rubbed her temples. Sure enough, he was an unreliable person.

The private room was empty; the sound had come from a side room.

Perhaps having learned from the experience of the last banquet, this time they instructed the manager to prepare a large table of food and wine in advance, so as to avoid losing their appetite again.

As the crowd surged into the private room, the door to the inner room was pushed open, and a square-faced man walked out.

The man was wearing a purple wolf-print cardigan, a dark yellow undershirt, and a jade belt around his waist. He didn't look like a member of the Blackwater Gang at all; instead, he looked like a middle-aged wealthy businessman.

He gently closed the door, a hint of frustration and anger lurking in his eyes.

"Master!" The fierce wolves clasped their hands in a fist salute.

This man was named Zhao Ang, and he was the leader of the Fierce Wolf Hall.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, lingering for a moment on the handsome young man's face.

It was because of this kid that I suffered a lot of anger for nothing.

Intending to vent his dissatisfaction, Zhao Ang hesitated for a moment, then waved his sleeve and said, "There are no outsiders here today. Please sit down. There's no need to be polite. We're all brothers from the same hall."

"No outsiders?"

The crowd stood there, looking puzzled.

This situation is a little different from what I imagined.

Why isn't that tiger showing itself?

Just as they were stunned, they saw Lin Shu walk towards the table.

Then he sat down directly in front of the plate of braised pork knuckle.

"Goodness."

The headmaster said there was no need to be polite, and you actually took it seriously.

The wolves' eyelids twitched again.

Within the Blackwater Gang, seating arrangements are extremely important.

Given Tanlang's current reputation, it would be somewhat inappropriate for him to remain in Tian Jingyuan's position; he should indeed be moved forward.

But... the other party almost moved to the main seat!

Those kinds of places are either for veterans like Master Mo or highly skilled individuals like the Silk-Pulling Wolf.

The members of the hall looked around and saw that Master Mo looked sullen but didn't say anything, and Yan Jin didn't even have the slightest expression.

"Isn't that a bit too much of a boastful thing?"

Some people couldn't help but mutter complaints to themselves.

What puzzled him even more was that even if these people had no objections, wasn't this greedy wolf at all worried about the tiger inside the house?!

"Please sit down."

Seeing this, Zhao Ang was clearly surprised and shook his head with a wry smile.

But he still gestured for everyone to sit down, then looked at the young man next to him: "I've heard about what you did; you did a good job."

"Thanks."

Lin Shu gave a perfunctory reply, picked up a piece of glistening pork knuckle skin, and put it in her mouth.

Feeling that rich flavor melt on the tip of my tongue, a look of satisfaction appeared on my face.

Whatever the situation, we've been starving these days, so we'll eat first since we've finally found a decent meal.

"Wow!" The sound of Yu Sheng quickly chewing air echoed in my mind.

She didn't need to eat, but she had heard about many delicious foods from the servants and gatekeepers in her neighborhood, and she was already craving them.

……

In this rather eerie atmosphere.

The guests awkwardly clinked glasses, their eyes occasionally glancing towards the tightly closed door to the inner room.

One glance, two glances...

Time passed slowly, and as the greedy wolf quickly ate the meat and wine, the plates on the table gradually became empty.

The door remained tightly shut, and not a sound came out.

Not to mention the others, even Yan Jin's face showed a thoughtful expression.

Actually, it wasn't a big deal.

However, Lin Shu's excessive eating and drinking made things seem increasingly strange.

The wolf is not afraid of the tiger, so why does it seem like the tiger is avoiding this wolf?

"call."

Lin Shu finally put down her chopsticks.

Having chewed on the air for half an hour in her mind, Yu Sheng finally managed to taste something and patted her stomach: "Hiccup~ The tiger you mentioned doesn't seem too willing to come out and see you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu glanced at the inner room to the side out of the corner of her eye.

I roughly have the answer in my heart.

It must have been Gu Nanzhi's admonition that had an effect.

Just as the woman said, as long as we don't offend this tiger again, the other party won't easily come looking for trouble.

The reason why this person has not shown up for so long is quite simple.

Liu Zhen was, after all, his dog. Now that he's dead, he'll either have to take action to save face, or he'll simply avoid running into him altogether.

Xia Mingtang did indeed do just that.

If they hadn't been unable to hold back their earlier angry rebukes, no one would have known of the tiger's existence.

However... if it weren't for the purpose of causing trouble.

Why did this tiger run all the way to the west of the city and even call me over?

"Have you finished eating?" Zhao Ang picked up his wine glass.

This was his first meeting with this new wolf.

The other party's attitude was far from flattering or fawning; they didn't even care as much about him as they cared about that plate of pork knuckle.

Normally, even if this Greedy Wolf managed to reclaim Sifang Street for the gang, Zhao Ang should have slightly suppressed his arrogance to demonstrate the authority of the gang leader.

But now, he forcibly suppressed his emotions.

While Lin Shu was eating and drinking, Zhao Ang could clearly sense that the tiger's anger inside the house was rapidly rising.

Although I don't know why Xia Mingtang is holding back.

But we can't let this kid keep provoking us like this; we have to get rid of this bad luck thing as soon as possible.

With that in mind, he finally brought up the important matter.

"Senior Xia prefers peace and quiet, and asked me to give you a few instructions on his behalf."

Zhao Ang raised his wine cup toward Lin Shu before saying, "His birthday is in three days. Senior plans to add the last few main ingredients then to refine a batch of precious pills."

"You don't need to prepare a separate gift. Just send the elixir from the Zhao family. Once the elixir is completed, you'll get one too."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the room changed again.

Envy and jealousy were mixed with a hint of disappointment.

The tiger actually let go.

From now on, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Sifang Street will be firmly in the hands of the Lin family, and no one else can even think about it.

Not only that, but they also promised a precious elixir.

As for the cost...

Damn it, Liu Zhen had already prepared the things, and he just asked this greedy wolf to help deliver them. What a load of rubbish!

As their thoughts drifted, the members of the hall looked at Lin Shu with a newfound sense of fear.

It was enough to make the government and the senior members of the White Tiger Hall ignore Liu Zhen's death.

The background of this Greedy Wolf is far too unfathomable!