Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Compared to Yunniang's panic, Lin Shu was clearly much more composed.

He understood all too well the thought processes of these people who navigated the gray and dark sides of society.

When dealing with constables, one needs to prepare a set of excuses to deal with them, but things become much simpler when dealing with members of the Blackwater Gang.

After all, the opera troupe was not strictly speaking a gang, so it wouldn't involve any issues of gang reputation.

As long as Lin Shu can prove that her value is higher than Liu San's, she doesn't even need to explain why she killed him.

as predicted.

The young man in white didn't ask any questions and walked straight towards the three corpses in the courtyard.

He bent down and repeatedly manipulated Liu Laosan's chin, carefully examining the five holes in the bone.

"Sister Yan, it's a celestial technique, a kind of claw technique. In terms of spell power alone, it can't exceed the seventh rank of Qi Refining."

"The technique was decent; it should have been a one-hit kill without much further entanglement."

At the same time, the woman in the green robe also stepped in front of Lin Shu.

Her face was exquisite, and even when she didn't smile, in Lin Shu's eyes, she was an absolute beauty with fair skin.

At that moment, the woman silently brought her face closer.

She gently sniffed Lin Shu's earlobe, then his shoulder, and her nose slowly moved down to his heart.

The two stood very close, their actions intimate.

Lin Shu's eyelids twitched.

With his senses enhanced by the mist surrounding him, he detected an extremely dangerous aura emanating from the woman.

That's beyond what can be compensated for by playing some tricks.

"..."

Yan Jin raised her hand and lifted the white fur cloak.

She extended her fingertips, reaching towards the other person's empty, menacing chest.

pat.

Just then, long, slender fingers slowly rested on her delicate wrist.

Faced with obstruction, Yan Jin had no habit of wasting words; she exerted her strength casually, intending to continue investigating the past.

But her fingertips remained still in the same spot.

"Um?"

Even if Yan Jin only mobilized a little spiritual power, it was not something an ordinary person could stop.

She looked up, frowned, and said, "You don't want anyone to touch you?"

A fierce glint flickered in his eyes.

Even the constables dared not make eye contact with this woman, let alone ordinary people.

Lin Shu lowered her eyes slightly, her expression showing no fear, but rather a hint of teasing: "May I touch you?"

In order not to let Master Liu's money go to waste, he was happy to show the two men his value.

But this does not include the phantom of the white wolf in his chest, which is intimately connected to his life.

"cannot."

Yan Jin was silent for a moment, then slowly straightened up.

She sensed the owner's attitude through the strong grip of that right hand.

The young man in front of him didn't say much.

But she could sense a fierce ruthlessness in his seemingly cynical eyes, a ruthlessness that was ready to fight to the death at any moment.

This goes against my purpose, so I'll just leave it at that.

After thinking it over, Yan Jin casually withdrew her hand.

"Just call me Bai Feng. From now on, we're all on the same side."

The young man in white finished examining the corpse, then slowly walked over, a smile returning to his indifferent face.

"Sister Yan, how is it?"

"He has never practiced internal cultivation techniques; he has only been tainted by the aura of immortals. He will die when his spiritual power dissipates," Yan Jin said calmly.

"I see." Bai Feng clicked his tongue, then looked at Lin Shu, his smile fading slightly. "Then I guess I'll just have to be a fox."

The Blackwater Gang has four main branches. Whether you are a martial artist with innate skill or a cultivator who has comprehended internal techniques, you are qualified to join the Wolf Branch.

Once its cultivation is complete, it will be given a wolf name and will transform from a cub into a true ferocious wolf.

Some people accidentally come across relics of immortals, but lacking the necessary fortune, they only manage to grasp a few moves. Once the spiritual power they gained from the relics is exhausted, they become just another ordinary person.

The Blackwater Gang wouldn't waste such people, since they could be used for a while, albeit with some effort.

"Alright, there's a vacancy in Qingliu Lane. I'll arrange for someone to take you there later."

After listening to Yan Jin's words, Bai Feng was clearly somewhat bored.

He waved his hand: "If you encounter any trouble in the future, just ask Sister Yan. I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Feng had already pushed open the courtyard gate and made his escape.

"..."

Yan Jin's eyes twitched slightly, a hint of annoyance in them.

But she wasn't good with words, so she glanced at Lin Shu casually, then silently walked away.

The death of three people in the city seemed like a minor incident to the Blackwater Gang.

It can be solved with just one sentence; even the government can't do anything about it.

Until the two left, they didn't even ask Lin Shu's name, nor did they ever seek his opinion.

The courtyard returned to calm.

"call!"

Yunniang suddenly lost her strength and her whole body went limp. She had to hold onto Lin Shu's arms tightly with both hands to keep from falling to the ground.

She swallowed hard, staring incredulously at the young man's profile.

The other party actually dared to grab the wrist of a ferocious wolf!

What surprised Yunniang even more was that the mother wolf did not get angry, but instead chose to give in.

"Go get me another piece of clothing."

Lin Shu, unusually, abandoned her usual demeanor and calmly looked at her right palm.

It truly is a place where immortals dwell; one cannot discern a person's true character from their appearance alone.

That woman surnamed Yan was not incapable of continuing.

It's just unnecessary.

The two men were there to recruit members for the Blackwater Gang.

Yan Jin had clearly seen through his true nature and knew that the fog was irreparable.

If she continues to exert herself and exhausts this person, the Blackwater Gang will only lose one of its henchmen.

"At least I have an identity now."

Lin Shu clenched her fists and smiled.

He's the kind of person who can take things in stride.

Judging from the attitude of the constables before, it was clear that by donning the Blackwater Gang's skin, he would have much more room to maneuver in the future.

Having successfully made contact with the Blackwater Gang, Lin Shu is now even more interested in this place.

However, if I remember correctly, Liu San mentioned before he died that he wanted to sell the widow to Qingliu Lane... which seems to be a brothel.

A strange look appeared in Lin Shu's eyes.

Visiting a brothel, isn't that just being a pimp?

No, a pimp is someone who greets and sees off guests, but he does the work of a thug. He'd be more accurately described as a security manager.

……

Inside the dilapidated courtyard.

Lin Shu changed into a black outfit.

The young widow's deceased husband was about the same size as her, and the clothes fit him just okay. The fabric was also quite comfortable, but it had turned a bit whitish from washing.

"grown ups……"

Yunniang pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end she just sighed softly.

She always felt that although her benefactor's words and actions were a bit strange, he was not a bad person and should not get involved with the Blackwater Gang.

But for ordinary people in the city, the Cunning Fox Hall was definitely an existence that no one could reach.

Even if you secretly wish you could tear him to pieces, you'd still have to obediently call him "Master Fox" if you actually run into him.

This is a promotion, and I should congratulate Lin Shu, not spoil the mood.

"..."

Lin Shu sat on a bamboo chair with her eyes closed, waiting for the person from Qingliu Lane to arrive, while also familiarizing herself with the immortal techniques in her mind.

However, a lame man arrived first in the courtyard.

A dirty old face appeared behind the crack in the door. He cautiously peered inside until he saw a familiar face.

"You...you're not dead!"

The old cripple yelled excitedly and jumped into the yard, leaning on his cane.

He started groping Lin Shu, pinching her arms and shaking her legs, saying, "Your hands are still here, and your legs are still here!"

Upon seeing this, Yunniang was stunned for a moment, and her heart tightened instinctively.

It's worth noting that Lin Shu even refused to be touched by a ferocious wolf, let alone an old beggar.

But what she didn't expect was...

Lin Shu sat quietly, surprisingly not angry, letting the old man spew spittle everywhere.

Only after the lame man calmed down a bit did he ask, "What are you doing here?"

"I...I..."

Old Yang was stunned for a moment.

He could have used this opportunity to boast about how loyal he was, but after hesitating for a moment, he awkwardly scratched his messy, unkempt hair.

"Wang Xu is dead. They're going to report the Blackwater Gang. I'm afraid of losing my life, so I had to sneak out first."

"After I got out, I didn't know where to go. Since we've known each other, I felt I should come and give you a proper burial..."

As is customary, if these impoverished residents of the southern suburbs died in the western part of the city and their bodies remained unclaimed, they would mostly end up lying in the wilderness.

The old cripple really didn't dare to do anything else; this was the only thing he could think of.

"Thanks for wishing me well," Lin Shu rolled her eyes.

"Heh...heh..." Old Yang chuckled to himself twice.

He finally realized something was wrong, glanced at the three familiar corpses in the courtyard, and couldn't help but swallow.

Liu San and the Ma brothers are both dead!

That means the rumors I heard from the neighbors next door were true: the Blackwater Gang has recruited another Fox Lord!

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright."

Old Yang hurriedly got up, feeling flustered, and carefully wiped the dirty spot on the other person's shoulder: "You go ahead with your work, I'll head back now."

He stumbled and staggered to pick up his crutch.

The years of hard work in the opera troupe had long made Lao Yang understand the strict class system of Heishui City, and he dared not hope for anything else.

The thin figure outside the courtyard watched this scene with curiosity, bowed and scraped to Lin Shu, and said respectfully, "Master Fox, Xiao Liu has come to lead you over for the handover."

The people from Qingliu Lane have arrived.

Lin Shu slowly got up, not in a hurry to leave, but first called out to the old cripple: "Have you decided where you're going?"

The opera troupe is gone, and the courtyard in the southern suburbs will soon be taken over by someone else.

"Huh? Not...not yet," Old Yang said sheepishly.

Lin Shu nodded to the servant outside the courtyard, stepped out, and casually said, "Let's go then."

Upon hearing this, Old Yang was stunned for a moment.

It took me a while to realize what the other person meant.

Is this... taking me along?!