Lin Taichu stood up and walked over to Zhou Jin.
"Don't forget, there's a deal between us. Your returning to Dragon King Underground City is also part of protecting Luofeng City."
Zhou Jin fell silent.
Lin Taichu continued.
"When you go to Dragon King Underground City, it isn't for yourself. It's for Luofeng City. Luofeng City now has the blacksmith shop, the Trading Holy Land, and the several hundred members of the Zhao Family. These things can't all be destroyed because of one president hiding in the dark."
Zhou Jin paced three circles around the room, stopped, then took a wine flask from his robes and drank a mouthful.
"I can go to Dragon King Underground City, but I have one condition."
"Say it."
"During my time in Dragon King Underground City, my pay has to be doubled."
Lin Taichu was speechless.
"I'll arrange that."
Zhou Jin stuffed the wine flask back into his robes, walked to the corner, picked up that short rod, and tucked it at his waist.
"I'll leave now. I can reach the entrance to Dragon King Underground City before dark."
Lin Taichu followed Zhou Jin out of the room. In the courtyard, Feng Tie and Zhao Huai were still standing there.
"Senior Zhou, you're leaving?"
"I'm making a trip to Dragon King Underground City to handle something. I'll be back once it's done."
Zhao Huai opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, then swallowed it back down. Zhou Jin walked to the middle of the courtyard and glanced at Feng Tie.
"While I'm gone, Luofeng City's safety is in your hands."
Feng Tie gripped his hammer and nodded. Zhou Jin glanced at Lin Taichu again.
"That president you mentioned—I'll go look for him, but I can't guarantee I'll find him. Dragon King