Blue Star, Rong City.
The sun at the edge of the sky had changed color. The blazing-red sunset dyed the heavens crimson.
At the outskirts of the city, inside a struggling farmhouse restaurant, many employees yawned boredly. Everyone gazed at the sunset that was about to disappear in the distance, thinking that they would be off work soon.
"The boss is here."
"Stop dozing off."
The listless employees saw the middle-aged man approaching from afar and hurriedly rose from their chairs, then pretended to busy themselves.
Jing Peng came before the employees and said, "There's no business today. Everyone, tidy up and go home early."
"Yes." The employees answered excitedly, then swiftly began packing things up.
Once everything was settled, happy smiles bloomed across everyone's faces as they left their workplace.
When only Jing Peng remained inside the farmhouse restaurant, he did not go home. Instead, he carried a basket toward a secluded place.
This farmhouse restaurant, which had received an investment of over ten million yuan, backed onto a small mountain. It occupied a considerable area, much of which was untouched woodland.
A clear stream flowed down from the mountain, passed through the woods, and eventually emptied into a river in the distance.
After entering the woods, Jing Peng hurried along the dirt path, following the stream deeper into the forest. Suddenly, his view opened wide.
At the far end of a several-hundred-square-meter stretch of flat grassland stood a cave. Light had appeared inside the originally pitch-black cavern, and faintly, some voices could be heard coming from within.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."
The nearby grass swayed violently, and a figure sprang out.
"Why have you come?" Li Ziming asked Jing Peng.
"A batch of fine liquor arrived this morning, so I thought I'd bring Third Master Xu a few bottles."