More and more people gathered amid the ruins of Fierce Tiger Stronghold.
There were clerks from the Four Seas Merchant Guild itself, as well as hired hands from the city. Amid the constant coming and going, they loaded every valuable item remaining in the ruins of Fierce Tiger Stronghold—grain, metal and iron, cloth, medicinal herbs, and more—onto horse-drawn carts.
Those with sharp eyes counted carefully and discovered that there were a full thirty-two large carts!
A few hooligans who usually boasted of their martial prowess immediately grew greedy. But when they saw bandit corpses being carried over from various places and piled up together, their heads chopped off, preserved in lime, and piled up on several carts deliberately left empty for them—
—it was as though a basin of cold water had been poured over their heads, extinguishing every trace of greed.
"Fierce Tiger Stronghold, which had run rampant across Eastern Spirit for more than a decade... East Mountain Flying Tiger Lu Jingtian is just gone like that?"
An old man carrying goods muttered to himself, his eyes dazed.
The Four Seas Merchant Guild members, who had been panicking only days ago, now held their heads high and strutted as if the wind blew around them with every step.
"The Four Seas Merchant Guild is, after all, a great merchant guild of the Yue Kingdom. They cannot be provoked..."
The gazes everyone turned toward them were filled with awe.
As for the Youth in Green Robes sitting cross-legged by the cliffside before the sea of clouds, some cast a few curious glances his way before continuing with their work and quickly forgetting him.
"Young Master, this time we seized three thousand two hundred and seventy-two metal weapons. Much of the grain was burned, leaving one hundred and twenty-two thousand