Leaving aside He Zhao secretly poking into other people's private affairs for the moment, over on the other side, Ping'an Market Master was utterly dumbfounded when he saw the Qingyun Sect envoy come to the market again.
What, they had said not long ago that they wanted to take away the mine, and today it was already on the agenda?
Those bastards really were efficient when it came to things that benefited them!
Of course, no matter how much resentment he felt inside, he still had to lower his head obediently.
Those who refused basically had their families ruined and died miserable deaths.
"A wise man submits to circumstances."
Wei Shan comforted himself with that, fixed his expression, and went out to greet him with a smiling face.
Led by the Disciplinary Team, Wu Ling politely made his way to the Market Master Mansion.
"Envoy."
When Ping'an Market Master saw the visitor, he cupped his fists with both hands, his face piled full of smiles, and gave a salute.
Sigh. Life was hard; compromising to survive was nothing shameful.
"No, no, I wouldn't dare!"
Old Wu hurried forward, grabbed the other man's arms with both hands, and lifted them up at once.
You, old sir, were the master of my backer. If I let you bow and salute me, wouldn't I be made to suffer for it after I got back?
"Market Master, you have a fine disciple."
"???"
A fine disciple? He did not remember one.
He did know one sinister, cunning, and heartless little bastard, though.
"Heh, Market Master, the Qingyun Sect Leader has issued an order. Because you taught a prodigiously talented disciple who has made a tremendous contribution to our sect, from now on, the monthly tribute of one hundred thousand Malevolent Jade will be waived.