A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Four shotguns, attacking from both upstairs and downstairs, pinned me down in front of room 302.

No matter how awesome I am, I can't escape today!

Dead!

Since we're going to die anyway, let's make the most of it today.

My dream of getting rich by going south has come to an end. My life has also come to a close.

Thinking of this, I felt utterly hopeless and gave up struggling. I looked coldly at Nan Batian and even smiled, "Brother Nan, what a coincidence!"

Nan Batian chuckled coldly, "It is a bit of a coincidence. We met yesterday and ran into each other again today."

I nodded: "Brother Nan, we made a deal yesterday. If I fall into your hands, you'd better give me a quick death. Do it, Brother Nan."

A skinny guy downstairs yelled, "You damn bastard, trying to play the hero? I'll show you!"

I looked at the kid and said, "Fine, I won't say anything then. If you've got the guts, go ahead and hit me."

"Damn it, say it again and see what happens!" The skinny guy stepped forward with a sprayer, ready to get physical.

"Shut up, you monkey!" Nan Batian shouted.

The skinny man snorted and retreated.

Nan Batian smiled at me: "My men don't know the rules, Brother Zu, please don't take offense."

I smiled back and said, "We're all good brothers, why would I mind? Let's get started, Brother Nan, let me be a tough guy for once."

"Brother Zu, don't worry."

Nan Batian shook his head and frowned, saying, "Where are those two kids from yesterday? Brother Zu, hand them over to me, and we'll call it even."

Without hesitation, I immediately refused: "I cannot betray my friends."

Betraying Gao Jianfeng and Dou Qiang doesn't affect my eating or sleeping, but my conscience won't allow it.

"Brother Zu is truly righteous. I'll grant your wish and not pursue those two brats from yesterday." Nan Batian sighed, putting away his tirade.

"Brother Zu, I don't plan to fight you today, but I want to tell you that if we wanted to kill you, we could. Do you agree with that?"

I breathed a sigh of relief: "I completely agree!"

Disagreeing is not an option; it's the truth. If someone wants to kill me today, they can just pull the trigger.

"So, please give me some face, Brother Zu."

Nan Batian clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Three days from now, on Sunday, at the Blue Sky Ice Rink on Heng Street, I'll invite Brother Zu for tea, to chat, catch up, and practice our throwing knives."

It turns out it was a challenge.

I thought for a moment and asked, "Of course I'll give Brother Nan face. But am I the only one here?"

Nan Batian chuckled: "Going to the meeting alone only makes Brother Zu seem more heroic, doesn't it?"

"To go alone is too kind of me. It's only right that I visit Brother Zu."

I clasped my hands in a fist and said, "But I don't know the way, and I've never been to Hengjie Town before. How am I supposed to get there in three days?"

"Don't worry, Brother Zu, I'll send one of my men to pick you up around 2 p.m. on Sunday."

"It's a deal, I'll be waiting."

"Farewell, Brother Zu." Nan Batian smiled and walked down the stairs.

I took a step back, leaning against the door: "Brother Nan, take care."

That skinny guy pointed his gun at me and said, "Brother, don't even think about running back to your hometown. If we want to find someone, we'll find them anywhere in the world. And don't even think about notifying Daozaixiong, or you'll regret it!"

I glared at the skinny guy: "I've already promised Brother Nan, so why are you spouting all this nonsense?"

The skinny man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Nan Batian and turned to leave.

I leaned against the door, not moving for a long time.

My back was covered in cold sweat.

Having a gun pointed at my head, the immense fear I felt was something I had never experienced before!

It took me a long time to regain my composure before I turned around and opened the door.

After entering the house, I closed the door, lay down on the sofa, and lay there like a dead dog.

To stay or to leave?

Should we notify Daozaixiong?

I thought and thought, but I couldn't come up with a solution.

Skinny Monkey threatened me, saying that even if I fled back to my hometown, they would still be able to find me. I didn't quite believe that.

But what will happen to Sister Li if I leave?

Sister Li's lifeline is here; she can't leave.

If I leave, I'll be putting Sister Li in a difficult position, so I can't leave.

Just when I was feeling completely lost, the landline phone rang.

The caller ID showed a phone number from my hometown, a public phone in town.

I hesitated for a moment before answering the phone: "Who is it?"

"You brat, it's your dad!" came the voice of my second uncle over the phone.

"Second Uncle? You..."

I opened my mouth, but something was stuck in my chest, and I couldn't speak.

"What's wrong, trying to cry?" Uncle's voice was steady as he chuckled, "Have some backbone, will you?"

"Second Uncle, I wasn't crying. I'm perfectly fine, why would I cry?"

Tears were already streaming down my face, but I forced myself to remain calm: "Second Uncle, your legs aren't very strong, how did you get to town?"

Our village is more than two miles from the town, and the road is still a bumpy gravel road.

I don't know how my second uncle, in his wheelchair, got to town.

"Of course, I had someone push it here."

My second uncle sighed: "Do you still remember the three warnings I gave you back then?"

"Second Uncle, I remember."

"But you didn't do it, you made all the mistakes, didn't you?"

"No, Uncle, I've been working honestly, and I haven't violated any of your warnings."

The three warnings are: don't get entangled with women, don't go to casinos, and don't get involved with organized crime.

I definitely broke the first rule, but I strictly followed the second rule.

As for the third point, I'm not sure. Dao Zai Xiong made me the head of the security team, so theoretically I'm on the side of justice, not the side of crime, right?

"You're talking nonsense. I can tell you're not working just by doing a quick calculation."

On the other end of the phone, my second uncle was angry: "I had nothing better to do, so I did a fortune telling for you. You're in deep trouble, with no way out, isn't that it?"

"Second Uncle, you can tell fortunes?" I was a little surprised.

That's an incredibly accurate calculation!

I'm trapped here, facing imminent disaster!

"What can't I do?" Uncle paused, then said leisurely, "Want me to give you some pointers so you can escape this predicament?"

"Second Uncle, please give me some guidance!" I cried out as if I had grasped at a straw.

"Alright, you brat. Sigh..." Uncle sighed, emphasizing each word:

"To the southeast of your location, near the sea, there's a mountain called Silver Bottle Mountain. On the mountain is a Flowing Cloud Temple, where there's a Taoist priest named Master Zhongyun. Go find him and tell him I sent you. He'll tell you what to do. Listen to him, and you'll be fine."

"Liuyun Temple on Yinping Mountain... Master Zhongyun?"

"Yes, go find him right away." Uncle hung up the phone.

"Feed, feed, feed, Second Uncle!"

I called out a few times, then stared blankly at the microphone.

What kind of supernatural powers does my second uncle possess that he knew I couldn't leave and was about to face a great calamity?

I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure it out.

"Liuyun Temple on Yinping Mountain, Daoist Zhongyun is the master."

I wrote these words on a piece of paper and compared them with the map on the wall.

However, there is only a national map here, and Yinping Mountain cannot be found.

I picked up the phone and called Fugui Mao: "Brother Mao, is there a Silver Bottle Mountain to the southeast of here? How far is it?"