The eunuch in the cold palace: You get the Nine Yang Divine Skill right from the start!

The next few days were rather uneventful.

Besides cultivating and refining his own realm, Shen Mo also practiced the newly learned "Night Concealment Technique".

This martial art is incredibly evil!

After casting, it can reduce one's own light refraction to the lowest level. It has the same effect not only at night, but also in places with low light, such as cloudy days. However, it is completely useless in bright light.

This does not change the fact that it is an unparalleled, stealthy assassination martial art.

He even tried to enter the Cold Palace right under the noses of the guards without being detected at all.

........

Today is auspicious.

It is auspicious to open a business and make a fortune.

On an auspicious day and time, Shen Mo personally replaced the brand-new "West Factory" plaque, signifying the official establishment of the West Factory.

The lion and dragon dance teams, who had been prepared in advance, performed energetically, making a lively scene with gongs and drums.

A crowd of onlookers had already gathered in front of the gate.

Shen Mo saw many familiar figures among them, but this was, after all, the establishment of a government department, not the opening of a shop. He didn't need to act like a businessman and greet customers from all directions.

However, there is one person whose face must be given.

Shen Mo stepped forward, and Liu Pei'an cupped his hands and smiled, "Steward Shen, congratulations on your promotion! You hold such great power at such a young age!"

"Mr. Liu, you're too kind. Please come in."

Shen Mo welcomed him into the West Depot. Of course, he had to give face to his father-in-law, and at the same time, he was also showing others that in the future, no matter which family wanted to touch the Liu family, they would have to ask if they could withstand the pressure from the West Depot.

"I never imagined that the legendary Shen Mo, the Grand Eunuch Shen, would be so young. The ancients were right when they said heroes emerge from among the young!"

"Tch, what kind of hero is a eunuch?"

"Shh! Are you out of your mind? Daring to speak ill of the Chief Supervisor in front of the West Depot?"

Amid the noisy crowd, people were talking about all sorts of things.

Inside the main hall of the West Factory.

Shen Mo sat in the main seat, arranged for the Liu family to sit in the second seat, and had tea served to them.

"Your Excellency! Eunuch Cao from the Eastern Depot has arrived with congratulatory gifts!"

"Please come in."

Before long, Cao Lingkun appeared with several eunuchs, feigning displeasure, and said, "Eunuch Shen, you're really putting on airs. When you first came to our Eastern Depot, we personally went out to greet you."

"There's nothing we can do. There are too many people talking outside. I'm sure Eunuch Cao won't hold a grudge against us for this, right?" Shen Mo smiled calmly. He knew that the other party wouldn't care about such a trivial matter.

"I didn't expect I wasn't the first one to arrive."

Cao Lingkun sat down opposite Liu Pei'an and joked, "We've heard a lot about the Liu family patriarch."

"I have long admired Eunuch Cao's name," Liu Pei'an said, bowing respectfully from afar.

Just then, someone announced, "The head of the Xie family has arrived with gifts to offer his congratulations!"

Shen Mo thought for a moment. Since he had already secretly formed an alliance with Xie Yanran, he shouldn't let the relationship with the Xie family become too strained. So he said:

"Please come in."

Soon, Xie Baiwan, the fat man, appeared, followed by a number of servants carrying congratulatory gifts.

Xie Baiwan was actually very nervous.

Before he came, his daughter wrote him a secret letter, asking him to prepare a generous gift to celebrate. He was worried that Shen Mo might refuse to see him because of what happened last time, or that he might take the opportunity to extort money from him again.

Xie Yanran simply told him not to worry and to go ahead without fear. He couldn't help but wonder if the sword technique "Canglan Duanlang Sword" that his daughter had asked for, as well as the priceless sword Luchen, had been given to Shen Mo as an apology.

Now that I look, it's true.

The sword hanging from Shen Mo's waist was none other than the famous sword, Lu Chen, once used by the Sword Demon.

Xie Baiwan was completely relieved, but he dared not be presumptuous in the slightest. He said respectfully, "Eunuch Shen, I have prepared a small gift as a token of my respect. I hope you will accept it."

"Let's find a seat."

Shen Mo's tone was neither warm nor cold. He didn't want to have a falling out with the Xie family, but that didn't mean he would give them a friendly look.

He still remembers what happened last time.

"Eh!"

Xie Baiwan wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat down next to Cao Lingkun. The two began to chat in hushed tones, clearly indicating that they had known each other before.

Then, something even more significant arrived.

Qi An, the eunuch serving Chu Chengjing, arrived and read out an imperial edict. The content was nothing more than official jargon acknowledging Shen Mo's abilities and expressing high expectations for the future of the Western Depot.

At the same time, it also bestowed many things.

What Shen Mo liked most was a wolf fur coat. The temperature was getting colder every day, and the coat made him look very imposing.

The head of the Western Depot should be able to keep the villains in check!

"Please convey my gratitude to His Majesty." As Shen Mo accepted the imperial edict, he discreetly handed over several silver notes.

Qi An really didn't want to accept Shen Mo's money. The two had been dealing with each other for quite some time, but he couldn't refuse because there were many other people present. So he silently accepted the silver notes.

Immediately afterwards, many other families and various factions came to offer their congratulations.

Families weaker than the likes of Liu and Xie were not qualified to enter the Western Depot. They were also aware of their own limitations, so they sent their gifts in and then left.

Meanwhile, many officials also came to offer their congratulations.

Those below the fourth rank were also not qualified to enter the Western Depot. They would give gifts and leave, mostly worthless calligraphy and paintings. No one wanted to be caught by the Western Depot in such matters.

Don't forget, the Western Depot was responsible for investigating all officials.

"Everyone is almost here. I'll just say a few words."

Shen Mo glanced around the main hall. The once empty chairs were now full of people, making it resemble a small imperial court.

If these people were to unite and stomp their feet, the entire Great Qian Dynasty would tremble!

However, this is impossible.

The few who came to offer their congratulations were only doing so out of respect for Shen Mo; most came because of his status as the head of the "West Depot." If it were Chen Mo, Li Mo, or Wang Mo, they would have come to offer their congratulations just as well.

Shen Mo's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears:

"I have received your kind intentions. In the future, the work of the Western Depot will inevitably involve dealing with you all. However, let me make this clear: friendship is friendship, and rules are rules. If anyone commits any crimes, does anything treasonous or harmful to the Great Qian Dynasty, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The scene was eerily quiet.

Xie Baiwan and Cao Lingkun, in particular, had both witnessed Shen Mo's prowess and believed his words without a doubt.

Even those who haven't experienced it have heard the saying "Better to offend the King of Hell than to offend Shenmo," and naturally agree with it.

"I have prepared a feast for you all. Please move to the backyard."

Shen Mo softened his tone, and what followed was the usual banquet, nothing much to say.

During this time, these high-ranking officials and dignitaries also chatted and befriended each other, building their networks.

One hour later.

As everyone gradually left, Shen Mo saw off the last guest and stood at the door when he suddenly saw a familiar face not far away, silently gazing at the West Factory plaque.

Then, attention shifted to him.

Shen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a forced smile, he cupped his hands in greeting: "Your Highness, if you've come to congratulate the establishment of the Western Depot, you're probably too late."