Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Want to get some benefits?"

Lu Feng raised an eyebrow, still somewhat puzzled.

After all, what does Han Buli's plan to gain some benefits have to do with Lu Feng?

"Fellow Daoist Lu, this is a long story, I'll tell you the details later...!"

Han Buli sent another secret telepathic message to Lu Feng. The next moment, Han Buli also calmed his mind and looked at the group of enthusiastic and expectant Mu Feng gang members around the high platform.

"Everyone! I, the deputy leader, have just received some new information. The general meeting of all gang members will be postponed for 15 minutes. Young Master Feng himself will be present to meet and communicate with everyone. Please be patient and wait a moment..."

After saying that, Han Buli did not hesitate at all. He immediately disappeared from the high platform, as if he still had something important to do.

"Is Young Master Feng finally going to show up?!"

"Hahahaha! To witness firsthand the magnificent demeanor of the strongest genius from Falling Star Academy in nearly a century, this all-gang gathering was definitely worthwhile..."

"I've heard that Young Master Feng is not only dashing and debonair, but also incredibly gentle and kind to women, always humble and unassuming. He's practically the perfect man! To be able to stay by Young Master Feng's side would be an incredible blessing from a past life!"

"Aaaaaah! No, I can't take it! Xun'er, I'm so happy! I can't even breathe... Help, help me!"

"Xiaorou! What's wrong?! Someone help! My friend has fainted! Can anyone help her?!"

The moment Han Buli left, the surrounding crowd erupted in cheers and excitement. Everyone was eagerly anticipating the arrival of the legendary leader of the Mu Feng Gang. Some young female gang members even fainted on the spot due to their excitement, foaming at the mouth!

"Medical team, ready! Quickly, get those who fainted out of there!"

"My goodness! These women are crazy! Young Master Feng hasn't even shown up yet, and they've already fainted from excitement? They're acting like they've never seen a man before..."

"Hey, who says otherwise! Although my skills are average and I'm not as handsome as Young Master Feng, I used to be a well-known good-looking young man in my hometown, so why haven't I ever seen any women chasing after me like this..."

"Pah! You brat, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Your old face is as long as a shoehorn, do you even deserve to be compared to Young Master Feng?"

"That's right! You're not allowed to slander Young Master Feng. In our hearts, he's the most amazing and handsome. If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

At this moment, the area around the high platform was still in chaos, with a cacophony of voices. Most of the people were young and beautiful female gang members, and they seemed to be die-hard female fans of "Young Master Feng," the leader of the Mu Feng Gang. They not only held various "Young Master Feng" merchandise in their hands, but also wouldn't allow anyone to say a single wrong word about the latter.

...

Meanwhile, deep within a secluded bamboo forest, in front of a waterfall...

"Han Buli, there's no one around now, so you should be able to tell the truth, shouldn't you?"

Lu Feng glanced once more at Han Buli, whose face was filled with trepidation, crossed his arms, and spoke in a cold tone, like a gang leader disciplining his underlings, exuding an extremely domineering aura.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, the truth is this...!"

Faced with Lu Feng's imposing aura, Han Buli swallowed hard, then forced a smirk, "Back then, I mistakenly thought that you, Fellow Daoist Lu, had met with misfortune, but I was short of money and had no cash in my pocket. So I thought of using your famous name to create the Mu Feng Gang, and at the same time, to make some profit from it..."

"Originally, I, Han, planned to make some gains and then leave, but I never expected that Fellow Daoist Lu's reputation would be so illustrious. As a result, in just half a year, the Mu Feng Gang has rapidly grown into the number one gang in Falling Star Academy, and now even if I wanted to run away, I can't...!"

"So you're afraid of being exposed and incurring public wrath, so you've been hiding it and delaying until now, while still calling yourself the vice leader, to continue profiting from my reputation?"

Before the other person could finish speaking, Lu Feng interrupted again in a deep voice, his face still cold and stern.

"Uh, well, that's about right...!" Han Buli said hesitantly, looking uneasy.

"Hmph! You, Han Buli! You're truly audacious, aren't you afraid of death?!"

With another roar, Lu Feng's brows furrowed, and his entire being instantly revealed a murderous aura, as if he would suddenly attack and send Han Buli to his death on the spot.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, spare my life...!"

"No, please don't kill me! I know I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

Seeing Lu Feng's sudden outburst of rage and murderous intent, Han Buli was terrified. He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist Lu! Young Hero Lu! Master Lu! If you can spare my life, I'll do anything you ask of me in the future...!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Lu Feng glanced at Han Buli, who was kneeling on the ground trembling, and his tone gradually softened. He then said, "However, you've done so many despicable things, you really deserve to be taught a lesson..."

Although Lu Feng spared Han Buli's life for the time being, it did not mean that his anger had subsided.

As for why Lu Feng was angry, it wasn't because Han Buli was using his reputation to make money, but because the other party made money but didn't give him a share of the profits, and even gave him a tacky and crooked nickname like "Young Master Feng"!

"Mu Feng Gang, Young Master Feng..."

"Damn it! I knew this top gang from Falling Star Academy was just popping up out of nowhere, and their name sounded so familiar. I should have guessed it...!"

At this moment, Lu Feng finally understood.

Why do members of the Mu Feng Gang need to pay a certain amount of salary every month to improve their personal level, and why do most of the young female members wear various "Young Master Feng" branded merchandise? It turns out that these are all money-making schemes specially devised by Han Buli!

It has to be said that although Han Buli himself is only so-so, he is quite good at making money!

"Teach, or instruct?"

Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, Han Buli was also taken aback, his face showing confusion.

"good."

Lu Feng nodded first, then extended his right index finger and gently beckoned to Han Buli opposite him, "Han Buli, hand over all the money you've amassed over this period of time."

"Of course, I'm not a stingy person. We'll split this money 90/10, but I'll take 90% and you take 10%. You don't have any objections, do you?"

Although Lu Feng adopted an attitude of mutual consultation, his tone remained domineering, clearly brooking no refusal from the other party.

"Nine, ninety-one split?"

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you're not joking, are you...!"

Upon hearing this, Han Buli was also dumbfounded. He stood there stunned, his mouth twitching wildly, as if he was about to vomit blood and collapse at any moment.

After all, he had only ever heard of a 70/30 split in all the years he had run a stall at Baibaoxuan, and had never heard of a 90/10 split!

Moreover, Lu Feng's appetite is too big. This is not a lesson, it's blatant robbery!