Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Early morning, Sifang Street.

As dawn broke, some vendors began preparing on the streets.

The servants were sweeping up the fallen leaves outside the courtyard.

The streets weren't exactly bustling, but they were gradually becoming populated.

Just then, several unexpected figures suddenly burst into the long street.

The two men in front were dressed in rich attire, while behind them followed two martial arts practitioners in short jackets, walking with a powerful stride.

"Hurry up, be quick!"

At the call of the person in front, the two burly men barged into a house.

boom!

Upon hearing the sound of the door being kicked, the vendors' expressions changed drastically.

They looked at each other, but said nothing.

To be dressed like that in the city, to have guards by his side, and to act so arrogantly—that's quite remarkable.

It's obvious that it's Fox Lord from the Blackwater Gang.

However, compared to the relatively peaceful West City, these foxes prefer to stir up trouble in the southern suburbs, and such a move of breaking into a house is indeed quite rare.

Thinking of the sudden death of Constable Liu, the maids and servants timidly shrank back into their own courtyards.

The two foxes looked around warily before stepping into the courtyard.

"you……"

The haggard-looking old shopkeeper stood frozen in place, watching the two martial arts experts run rampant in his home.

Instead of touching the porcelain and furniture that could be exchanged for some money, the group pulled out several equally frightened figures from the side courtyard.

"I... I've lost a lot of money in my business... Just give me some time to raise the funds... Why bother with my servants..."

The old shopkeeper forced himself to step forward, his voice trembling, and raised his arms to try to stop him.

He had just stepped forward when the fox kicked him over. As the man impatiently waved his sleeve, a promissory note fluttered down onto his face.

"Paying back debts is a matter of course, even if it goes to the authorities. Enough with the nonsense!"

Foxes are always meticulous in their work, and even with constables standing at the door, they are not afraid.

"Sir, these two are father and son, and those two are brothers."

The guards tied the figures up with rope and stuffed rags into their mouths to stop their pleas for mercy.

The old shopkeeper lay on the ground, his lips trembling.

He couldn't understand it; foxes always did things for money.

But why did they suddenly arrest their own gatekeeper and groom today? They are rough men in their fifties or sixties, not young girls. Could they be sold to a brothel for money?

"Alright, the debt is cleared. Now you can focus on your business."

The two foxes raised the corners of their lips in a threatening manner, then ordered the guards to carry the person on their backs and turned to walk out of the courtyard.

Hearing the noise, people on the street quickly lowered their heads, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

They dared not speak, but could only sigh with sorrow in their hearts.

With that greedy wolf's ruthless methods, Sifang Street has become the Blackwater Gang's private domain, and such incidents will only increase in the future.

"..."

Just then, the two foxes, who were about to leave, suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Then they all took a few steps back without prior arrangement.

Under the wary gazes of the two men, the handsome young man strolled over and sat down at the breakfast stall outside the mansion.

Dong Cheng, standing behind the other party, smiled and slowly blocked the doorway: "Making such a commotion so early in the morning, it's just a little silver, Master Lin will reward you."

As he spoke, the wolf cub pulled out a palm-sized, heavy silver ingot from its bosom and tossed it around in its hand twice.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone on the street changed. Even the old shopkeeper in the courtyard looked up in a daze, not out of flattery, but with eyes full of fear.

A vicious wolf paying out money for the people on the street? That's unbelievable!

"Gulp."

The fox swallowed hard, and the two guards behind him froze.

"Mr. Lin, it's not about the money..."

He wanted to explain further, but found that even his voice had become hoarse.

Everyone knows that although Tanlang comes from the Cunning Fox Hall, he has a personal grudge against him and even seriously injured Gaojiaohu.

If it weren't for the urgency and the harsh conditions of this matter, the two of them would not have bothered coming to Sifang Street to make a fool of themselves.

"We were just doing our job for the gang and didn't mean to offend you. Please be lenient and let us off the hook."

Logically speaking, the Fox Cunning Hall and the Wolf Cunning Hall operate independently and do not have a strict hierarchical relationship. In fact, the Wolf Cunning Hall should be the Fox Cunning Hall's protector.

But at this moment, the two foxes adopted an extremely humble posture.

However, Lin Shu seemed not to hear, and casually asked the vendor to bring over a plate of pickled vegetables, along with congee and steamed buns.

He doesn't really like eating fried food.

Seeing this, the fox looked sullen and had no choice but to wave to the guards, telling them to put the person down.

If someone dares to delay the tiger's birthday celebration because of personal grudges and fail to deliver the hundred-heart birthday gift, then someone will come to teach this greedy wolf a lesson.

"Thank you, Master Lin, for the reward!"

Suppressing their anger, the two reached for the silver ingot.

Seeing the outstretched hand, Dong Cheng's smile suddenly turned cold: "You actually dare to take it, you bastard?"

clap clap!

As he spoke, he swung his arm fiercely, and a slap imbued with spiritual power landed hard on the fox's face, sending the two of them flying several meters away.

They rolled over on the ground several times, trembling as they swallowed the metallic taste in their throats.

It took him a long time to recover, and the surprise in his eyes quickly turned into humiliation and anger.

"Master Lin... you killed a constable, you didn't become a constable..."

The fox didn't look at Dong Cheng; instead, it cast its venomous gaze at the young man at the stall.

Without the signal from this greedy wolf, how could the man surnamed Dong have dared to be so arrogant and attack the people of the Cunning Fox Hall without any reason?

The two dared not say anything more, and could only wave their hands, beckoning the guards to help them up, and stumble away from Sifang Street.

"Master Lin, should we send someone to follow these two as well?" Dong Cheng returned to the stall.

Before dawn, the other party instructed me to arrange for people to investigate the foxes in the vicinity.

Although he didn't know why he had to offend the Cunning Fox Hall, he had gotten used to asking fewer questions and doing more.

Master Lin has his reasons!

"Keep up, and let me know immediately if there's any news."

Lin Shu played with the four white jade coins that had quietly appeared.

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

The southern suburbs weren't enough to cause trouble for these foxes, yet they still dared to venture into Sifang Street.

And since he wasn't making money, he switched to killing people.

It seems my guess was correct.

That tiger has quite an appetite, and the Blackwater Gang members are already scrambling to prepare a birthday gift for him.

If that's the case, as long as we can find out what these gang members are up to.

The expensive merit points he had previously calculated for upgrading his inner magic level... seemed to have a solution.

With this in mind, Lin Shu finished her breakfast quickly and efficiently.

He had specifically asked Dong Cheng for a lot of copper coins today, and now he casually tossed ten coins onto the table.

Extravagance is something that should only be done occasionally, not too frequently.

After paying the bill, Lin Shu got up and left.

Until the young man disappeared from sight, a series of heavy breathing sounds suddenly echoed in the street.

Everyone looked over in disbelief.

There was no twist, no surprise; the other party really just wanted to protect those four people.

Although the fox's words were a bit harsh, they struck a chord with them. This was definitely not something a vicious wolf should do.

Could there be some special meaning behind this street?

Having just seen off a vicious constable who was wicked to the core, they were immediately greeted by a righteous and ruthless old wolf?