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

"Eunuch Cao, please come to the West Depot for tea when you have time."

"must."

Shen Mo was quite satisfied with the results of his trip and had no intention of staying any longer. After exchanging a few polite words, he left with his entourage.

He came alone, but left with more than a dozen people.

Oh, and there are also three million taels of silver notes. Just burning them would take half a day, which is more than enough for the Western Depot to operate.

Watching the group's departing figures, Ma Guifan muttered, "This kid is no ordinary person!"

"I knew it from the first time I saw it."

Cao Lingkun shook his head and sighed, "How many people aren't afraid of our Eastern Depot? Not only was he not afraid, he even stayed in prison to threaten me. You have to understand that at the time he was just a minor steward in the Cold Palace."

"His Majesty is not dissatisfied with you, but is venting his anger towards the Crown Prince on you. Otherwise, he would not have established the Western Depot, but would have directly replaced you with Shen Mo."

Ma Guifan analyzed the situation, and the facts were just as he had expected.

The crown prince is, after all, the crown prince.

Even though he was deposed, he was still the son on whom Chu Chengjing had placed great hopes, so he vented his anger on Cao Lingkun.

That's the logic.

Cao Lingkun said thoughtfully, "Now that disasters are raging all over the world, His Majesty really needs a decisive person to keep order. I just don't know how this kid cultivated. He is not afraid of the Blood Core Realm at the Blood Transformation Stage."

Ma Guifan couldn't help but chime in, "Father-in-law, you should focus on befriending him. If he ever reaches the Blood Core Realm, that will be his time to truly shine!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed those rumors before, thinking they were just hearsay and baseless gossip.

In hindsight, what seemed like a baseless rumor may not have been entirely unfounded!

"That's right, if I can't afford to mess with them, can't I at least avoid them? The more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make. From now on, I'll tell my men to keep a low profile."

Cao Lingkun sighed and left; he had suffered a terrible loss that night.

........

In front of the Eight Treasures Pavilion.

Shen Mo and his entourage appeared in a grand procession. He was a familiar face, having visited several times before, and the heavily made-up madam immediately greeted him warmly.

"No wonder I heard magpies chirping when I went out this morning. Turns out you've come to support me again, sir."

"I noticed the top floor is empty tonight? Perfect, we've booked the whole place. No one except the girls is allowed in!"

Shen Mo took out a silver note worth ten thousand taels and slapped it into the madam's hand.

"Please come in, gentlemen!"

The madam was overjoyed to see the silver notes, her wrinkles smoothing out as she called out dozens of names into the room: "Chuntao, Yu'er, Laixiang, Yuhuan... get ready!"

We arrived at the top floor.

The dozen or so people were first divided into two tables in the largest private room, and waitresses kept bringing out delicacies and wines.

Zhou Kui couldn't help but praise, "Chief Shen is so straightforward; he knows that the brothers all like this kind of thing."

"Since we've just met, let's naturally make friends over drinks. I'd like to toast you all, brothers. I'll need your support in the days to come." Shen Mo said, holding his wine glass, rattling off polite words.

Zhou Kui chuckled and said, "Chief Supervisor Shen, I should be the one to toast you with this first cup of wine. I, Zhou Kui, underestimated you."

"Enough with the talk of 'no fight, no friendship,' I'll drink first!"

Shen Mo took the initiative to drink a cup, giving Zhou Kui ample face. Zhou Kui followed suit without hesitation, frowning as he said, "The wine is good, but the drinking vessel isn't manly. Quickly bring a bigger bowl!"

The maidservant beside him immediately complied.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere gradually became more lively.

Zhou Kui exaggeratedly told his brothers, "You have no idea how powerful Chief Supervisor Shen's punch is! If he were to reach the Blood Core Realm, he could kill me with one punch!"

Apart from Chu Juji, everyone else present was from the martial arts world, and what they admired most was strength, especially the kind of strength that allowed the weak to defeat the strong.

Gradually, he truly submitted to Shenmo.

After several rounds of drinks...

Shen Mo looked at Chu Juji, who was silently drinking, and asked, "Is something on your mind?"

"Master, I offended you last time, but you..." Chu Juji felt very guilty, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Shen Mo laughed, "What do you mean? We both climbed up from the bottom of the cold palace as eunuchs, how could I not understand your predicament? You didn't help that Minister of Revenue's son hunt down civilians, which makes you a hero!"

"Master Supervisor..."

Chu Juji's body trembled, the knot in his heart was completely untied, leaving only endless gratitude.

Zhou Kui, reeking of alcohol, put his arm around Chu's shoulder and said, "Old Chu, the past is the past. From now on, we'll just serve our superior with our lives!"

"That's absolutely right, everyone, keep drinking!"

Shen Mo raised his glass again to liven up the atmosphere, and Chu Juji nodded emphatically and drank a large bowlful.

The same act of drinking, but the state of mind is completely different.

One hour later.

Some people were so drunk they were snoring on the table, while others, still in high spirits, took girls to other empty rooms to enjoy themselves. Only Shen Mo and Chu Juji, who had also drunk quite a bit, remained relatively sober.

"Looks like the brothers will have to spend the night at Bazhenlou. Old Chu, I'll have to keep an eye on things. I'm going outside for some fresh air."

Shen Mo got up and stretched, and his address changed to Old Chu.

Chu Juji replied, "If you have something to attend to, then you may leave. I will stay and take care of things."

The incident involving the Bai Sha Sect happened not long ago, so it's always good to be careful.

Shen Mo nodded, went downstairs, and came to the door.

He didn't plan to return to the palace tonight. He would just find a room at the Eight Treasures Pavilion and not consider the girls. He was already doing well feeding the girls in the palace, let alone having any left over for others.

"How dare they steal our food on our turf! Beat them to death!"

"I'll teach you what rules are today!"

"Who are you trying to fool by carrying a broken sword?"

Shen Mo heard the sounds of fighting coming from the alley not far away. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the same alley where the Bai Sha Sect thieves had hidden last time.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that several young beggars were beating up an old beggar.

The old beggar had dry, dark skin, clearly indicating he came from the Northwest. Countless refugees like him had fled from all over the country to the capital, especially since he was carrying a sword on his back.

Broken sword.

A third of the sword was broken off and covered in dust and grease, but the old beggar held it tightly to his chest as if it were a treasure, enduring the punches and kicks from behind by the other beggars.

Shen Mo was somewhat moved and said, "Stop fighting!"

"Sir."

A leader among the beggars appeared, and seeing Shen Mo's distinguished attire, he cupped his hands in greeting: "This old beggar from out of town is breaking the rules by begging without paying respects. Please keep your distance, lest you get splattered with blood."

"And now?"

Shen Mo took out a silver note with a face value of one hundred taels.

The foreman swallowed hard and chuckled sheepishly, "Sir, with so many of us, isn't one silver note a bit too little?"

"Okay, you can have this gold medal too."

Shen Mo snorted coldly and threw the Divine Arrest Bureau token over. The junior officer was terrified when he saw it and hurriedly returned it, apologizing, "Officer, we were wrong!"

"Get out of here!"

Shen Mo's voice suddenly grew louder, scaring the group of beggars so much that they scrambled away.

He approached the motionless old beggar and gently touched him with his toe: "Are you dead? If not, get up and talk."