Ever since Saint Lord Taichu did that, many people had become afraid of him.
Especially the owners of those gambling houses. Whenever they saw him, they would take a detour. Who would want to have too much to do with someone like him? After all, if they were not careful, Saint Lord Taichu might be the one beating them up next. The farther they could stay from him, the better.
Of course, precisely because Saint Lord Taichu had taken control of these matters, many ordinary people no longer fell into that trap. Unlike before, when many gambling houses desperately tried to sell gambling to ordinary people, even dragging those with no intention of gambling into their establishments.
Saint Lord Taichu had specifically told his disciples that if they saw any gambling house daring to do such a thing in the future, they were to bring everyone involved before him and teach them a proper lesson. These disciples of Saint Lord Taichu now wandered around every day with nothing better to do, as if they were afraid they would fail to catch anyone luring ordinary people into gambling. Why were they so eager? It was not because they truly had nothing to do, but because Saint Lord Taichu had promised them thirty thousand taels of gold for every person they caught.
One had to know that most people could struggle with all their might for their entire lives—
—and still never earn that much money. For most people, it was an enormous temptation. So whenever they wandered the streets, they kept a close eye on the people from those gambling houses.
Now, these ordinary people had given up the idea of gambling. They had returned to their fields and diligently cultivated their crops. It was a little tiring, but the saying