Lin Taichu felt the plan could work after hearing this. The people from Qingshi City could not come over, and even if those at the valley entrance came, they would be useless. That left only Qian Dagui and the men under him in Baishui Town.
Qian Dagui's cultivation was not particularly high, at most Half-Saint Sixth Realm. The men under him, the ones who hauled goods and ran errands, were even less worth mentioning—ordinary Cultivators at Half-Saint Third or Fourth Realm. If a fight truly broke out, they would not be able to stop Zhou Jin and Feng Tie.
Lin Taichu went to find Feng Tie again. Feng Tie was hammering iron in the Forging Workshop. After listening to Lin Taichu, he set down the hammer in his hand and wiped his hands on his apron.
"When do you plan to make your move?"
"Tonight."
Feng Tie nodded, untied his apron and hung it on the wall. He took his short hammer from the corner and tucked it into his belt, then turned and left the Forging Workshop with Lin Taichu.
The three met on a hillside outside Baishui Town. Night had already fallen, and lights shone within the town. Two lanterns hung at the entrance of the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce warehouse, casting a bright glow over the doorway.
"We go straight in. No wasting words. Seize all the goods in the warehouse. If Qian Dagui tries to stop us, pin him down. His men won't dare make a move."
Zhou Jin nodded and drew the sword at his waist, gripping it in his hand. Feng Tie said nothing, merely weighed the short hammer in his hand.
The three descended from the hillside and entered Baishui Town along the dirt road.
No one moved along the town's main street.