Chapter 337 - 337 Making Money Every Day!
337 Making Money Every Day!
“Understood!” The two of them exchanged glances and then slowly left the flower boat, leaving Wen Zonghao and Qin Huai alone in the pavilion.
“I didn’t expect you to be able to kill Mou Jinfu and his trusted aides by yourself, even the Thunderbolt Gang and the Dark Dragon Gang?” Wen Zonghao recited such a long list of names, even he himself found it hard to believe. How could Qin Huai, who was only at the third or fourth-level bone pattern realm, be so powerful?
“Just a little trick… In fact, they were not as united as they seemed. If Mou Jinfu and the Thunderbolt Gang hadn’t fought midway, I wouldn’t have been able to take advantage of the situation,” Qin Huai explained. In any case, he was the only one left who had witnessed the final outcome of the battle last night, so the truth was up to him.
“Not bad, not bad.” Wen Zonghao nodded in approval. “From today onwards, you will officially take over all the businesses at the dock!” He stood up and patted Qin Huai’s shoulder meaningfully. “But remember, don’t be too greedy. You must be steady and cautious, especially at your age. Don’t follow in Mou Jinfu’s footsteps.”
Qin Huai immediately cupped his fists and lowered his head. “Please rest assured, Adoptive Father. I have never had second thoughts about you! Not now, and not in the future.” Qin Huai’s voice was sonorous and forceful, causing Wen Zonghao to burst into laughter.
After that, Wen Zonghao walked into the distance with his hands behind his back.
His house was at the very corner of the Blood Poison Gang, far away from the walls of the bustling Qingzhou City. It was located halfway up a small mountain, and behind the small courtyard was a well-sealed earth castle. There was only one floor, but there were three secret floors underground.
He quietly entered. The corpses from the battle last night, from Flower Brewing Restaurant and other battlefields, had all been transported here. This was the Blood Poison Gang’s, or more precisely, Wen Zonghao’s habit.
“I wonder what kind of poison technique our leader cultivates. He actually needs to use corpses to refine…” one of the blood refinement realm members said as they moved the last corpse.
“The leader is an immortal. His thoughts are naturally beyond the understanding of small characters like you and me,” the other responded. They walked out of the earth castle, chatting and laughing. “But Leader has been here for so many years. I estimate that there have been tens of thousands of corpses, maybe even four to five thousand.”
“Why is it that one can only enter and not leave…” one mused.
“How can you know that the leader killed someone?” the other replied disdainfully.
The two of them suddenly froze, and they straightened their backs upon seeing the figure that appeared in front of them. “Greetings, Leader!”
Wen Zonghao nodded at them. In the next instant, their heads swelled up as if inflated.
Bang!
Their heads exploded, scattering brains and blood everywhere.
Wen Zonghao’s face was stained with red and white. His expression was cold as he reached out his hand to grab the mixture on his face. And then, he sent it into his mouth. A look of enjoyment appeared on his face.
“This taste is still so good,” he muttered, “Unfortunately, I couldn’t even get Mou Jinfu and Qin Huai’s bodies. That would be the best blood food.” Wen Zonghao shook his head regretfully, picked up the two headless bodies, and walked into the depths of the earth castle.
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Outside the flower boat, Yin Rongen and Huang Qiguang walked slowly.
“This Qin Huai is probably even more difficult to deal with than Mou Jinfu.” Yin Rongen’s face was gloomy.
“The old wolf is dead, but the tiger cub is here.” Huang Qiguang’s expression was equally ugly.
“Second Brother’s words are exactly what I want!”
Neither of them wanted to give up the position of the future leader of the Blood Poison Gang. Just the income from the pier alone was 600,000 silver taels per month. If they became the leader, how much could they earn every month? Even they themselves couldn’t figure it out.
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On the other side, Qin Huai had just returned to his courtyard and saw Zhou Cunzhong kneeling in front of it. The current Zhou Cunzhong had not only lost an eye but also a hand, clearly the work of the Thunderbolt Gang’s experts.
“Fifth Master! Cunzhong is guilty!” Zhou Cunzhong knelt on the ground and instantly burst into tears. He sobbed as he recounted his crimes, but Qin Huai did not listen to him at all.
“Now that I’ve taken over the dock, you go and organize the manpower and take over Mou Jinfu’s old subordinates. Then, arrange the business and account books of the dock and bring them to me,” Qin Huai instructed.
“Yes. Yes!” Zhou Cunzhong was initially stunned but soon became overjoyed and listened to Qin Huai’s instructions. 600,000 taels of silver per month – it was indeed not bad.
Qin Huai sat in the courtyard and continued cultivating. Late at night, Zhou Cunzhong returned with a few bone pattern realm experts. They were all unfamiliar faces, people who had come from Mou Jinfu’s side.
Qin Huai casually asked for their names and didn’t bother about them further. Three were at the second level and three at the first level. The fact that Mou Jinfu hadn’t brought them with him to kill Qin Huai last night proved that they weren’t his trusted aides at all. But even if they were, Qin Huai didn’t care.
“Fifth Master, the account books are here.” Zhou Cunzhong gently placed a thick stack of account books on Qin Huai’s desk. “However, Mou Jinfu’s treasury was raided by Leader’s trusted aides last night.”
“Yes, I know.” Qin Huai nodded, not surprised by this.