"Manager Jin, slow down. Careful, the gangway is a little slippery..."
As he stepped off the fishing boat, Manager Du bent at the waist and followed behind Zhang Tie, smiling obsequiously and humbly, terrified that the agile and vigorous Zhang Tie might fall while disembarking. Not only him—even the deckhands and the captain on the fishing boat saw Zhang Tie off with the utmost respect, as if they were sending off an emperor.
From the fishing boat setting out that morning to release pistol shrimp to its return, more than five hours had passed in the blink of an eye. It was now nearly noon.
Five hours ago, Zhang Tie had proven that even in the Sky-Piercing Realm, money could make ghosts turn millstones.
Five hours later, he proved that in Tiger Tuo Town, there was something even more useful than money—indeed, more useful than certain secret arts within the Soul-Seizing Forbidden Art—and that was the name of Hutuo Mountain.
The release site was in White Dragon Bay. Out of curiosity, Shopkeeper Du had followed along. Before going, he had still harbored some doubts. He wanted to see whether the man before him truly had so much money that it burned his hands, enough to toss it into the sea just to hear the splash. But after going there, when he glimpsed the waist token Zhang Tie casually revealed and learned that Zhang Tie was a manager of Hutuo Mountain—especially the manager of Hutuo Mountain's fishing grounds—everything instantly began developing in a dramatic direction.
Everyone in Tiger Tuo Town, and even throughout Wa Emperor City, knew that strictly speaking, all of White Dragon Bay belonged to Hutuo Mountain and was Bian Heng's private property. White Dragon Bay was something Wa Emperor City had given Bian Heng; more precisely, it was