As for wanting to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, only to sharpen her knife and find there were chickens in the coop but no monkeys, Shen Tang wasn't blind to the risks. But the arrow was already on the string; she had no choice but to let it fly. She needed to acquire enough supplies to breathe life into Fugu City, a dead city.
If Fugu City didn't come alive—
Then it wouldn't just be Fugu City's original inhabitants who died. It would also be the elderly, women, and children she had brought all the way from Sibao Prefecture!
The chickens in this coop were undoubtedly a ferocious tiger blocking Fugu City's road to rebirth.
Bloated, cruel, violent, and insatiable.
At the same time, they were a sword pointed at Shen Tang.
Even if that sword looked rusty and dull to her, she couldn't sleep at night until she had snapped it in two!
But the few officials in Fugu City didn't understand any of this. Not only did they fail to understand, they even thought Shen Tang was eager to cling to the local snakes on her very second day there. Such fawning, petty behavior had wiped away most of the goodwill she'd gained by paying out of her own pocket. One by one, they prepared to "take ill" and leave as soon as possible.
People had to stand up for their pride, even if they couldn't fight for anything else.
If Shen Tang wanted to crawl into bed with those snakes and become one of them, she could go right ahead. They, however, had no wish to become the Zhang Clan's lackeys.
That was what they thought, but they still gave her face.
Shen Tang had them submit a visiting card to the Zhang Clan in