A group of pavilion masters showered me with flattery, their endless stream of praise stopping just short of elevating me to city lord. I wore an expression of calm acceptance, then gestured for them to get to work.
Bringing out such a bribe was crude and straightforward, like smashing through a roadblock with money. After all, merchants were connected to one another by all kinds of ties and interests. Making money was difficult, but spending it was as easy as lifting a finger.
I had to deal with Zhu Lan, and I didn't have that much time to keep playing around with her. Solving the toughest enemy with the simplest method—that was my thinking.
Of course, throwing money around felt great, but I wasn't a fool. It looked like I was taking a loss now, but once I seized Heaven's Workshop and took control of the initiative, I would have an exclusive business afterward. In reality, this was the smartest solution.
I was, at any rate, the city lord of Windmist City. Dealing with a workshop master was practically dimensional suppression, so it was only natural for me to despise her strategically.
Just as I was seeing the pavilion masters off, Ruan Yu'er came from the rear courtyard and hurriedly told me that the child had woken up and was crying and screaming. She and Fu Yang were both completely at a loss.
Even a group of disciples had been running around in a panic.
I shook my head. These fellows really didn't look like people who knew how to care for a child.
Under Ruan Yu'er's guidance, I arrived at the rear courtyard. Sure enough, the child's cries reached my ears, accompanied by a group of disciples chattering over one another as they tried to comfort her.
When she